YouTube recommends the same clip over and over again of two women kissing. Google must have watched me watching these clips, because she’s feeding me more and more as if I’m a goose that soon will be slaughtered for its tasty, fattened liver. This should probably scare me. But it doesn’t. I do The Work (Wisdom 2.0, San Francisco). I listen to Susanne Sundfør (Live Concert at Øyafestivalen, Oslo). I watch The Birds. The machine comforts me, I hope it never stops. This is hubris. I definitely got something to hide, but it will not be what I think it is.