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diff --git a/.md/about/whereami.md b/.md/about/whereami.md
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-Since you are on this page, you're presumably lost. That's ok. I don't really
-get all this stuff either. Let's start with some easy stuff.
+<center>
+But I have to say this in defense of humankind: In no matter what era in
+history, including the Garden of Eden, **everybody just got here**. And,
+except for the Garden of Eden, there were already all these games going
+on that could make you act crazy, even if you weren't crazy to begin
+with. Some of the crazymaking games going on today are love and hate,
+liberalism and conservatism, automobiles and credit cards, golf, and
+girls' basketball. -- *Kurt Vonnegut, from A man without a country,
+emphasis my own*
+</center>
+
+Since you are on this page, you're presumably lost. That's *ok*. I
+don't really get all this stuff either. Let's start with some easy
+stuff.
*You're on the Internet*. Known to some as a
[series of tubes](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Series_of_tubes),
@@ -40,33 +52,46 @@ Precisely speaking, you are in a chrooted web server running on rented virtual
machine in a server farm located roughly in New Jersey browsing the "about"
directory on the "whereami.html" page.
-Less precisely, all that means is you're looking at some files I left in a directory
-at this address, and paid some people to host for me since local ISPs tend to
-be ridiculously expensive if you want to do anything besides host some private
-servers for you and your friends and family.
-
-But maybe most importantly, you've reached a webpage owned by another human
-being, not a corporation, or a bot, or a government, or work, or a *network*.
-All these files were loving crafted by yours truly in vim, in markdown and
-converted with pandoc to HTML because of laziness. The Internet I grew up with,
-though I didn't really appreciate because I was too young at the
-time, used to be filled with places like this. "Homepages" were a thing, or
-were just starting to be at least.
-
-But as soon as it started it all got sucked up social media, everyone got coerced
-into profiles, templates, and standards to make us easier for ad companies to
-study. It's not even unreasonable to believe you're not even talking to real
+Less precisely, all that means is you're looking at some files I left
+in a directory at this address, and paid some people to host for me since
+local ISPs tend to be ridiculously expensive if you want to do anything
+besides host some private servers for you and your friends and family.
+
+But maybe most importantly, you've reached a webpage owned by another
+human being, not a corporation, or a bot, or a government, or work, or
+a *network*. All these files were loving crafted by yours truly in vim,
+in markdown and converted with pandoc to HTML because of laziness.
+The Internet I grew up with, though I didn't really appreciate it at the
+time, used to be filled with places like this. "Homepages" were a thing,
+or were just starting to be at least.
+
+But as soon as it started it all got sucked up and commodified into
+social media; we somehow got coerced into profiles, templates, and
+standards to make us easier for ad companies to study. It's not even
+unreasonable to believe you're not even talking to real
people on there, because there's a good chance of it now.
[Astroturfing](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Astroturfing) is not
-a secret government conspiracy, it's just business as usual at this point.
-You used to be able to tell a human from a chatbot from the way they write.
-I don't know if the bots at this point are smarter, or if we've just been made
-so cynical and dumb by business as usual that we've given up.
+a secret government conspiracy, it's just business as usual at this
+point. You used to be able to tell a human from a chatbot from the way
+they write. I don't know if the bots at this point are smarter, or if
+we've just been made so cynical and dumb by the process that we've
+given up.
Who would really write all that garbage on Facebook anyway?
Don't mistake this for some pity nostalgia piece though. If you look hard
-enough--I promise you--that *Internet* of humans is still there.
+enough--I promise you--that *Internet* of humans is still there. Here's
+a few places I like to poke around:
+
+https://neocities.org/
+
+https://1mb.club/
+
+https://goodsites.tech/
+
+and old [not-so](https://archive.md/rav1z) faithful:
+
+https://www.wikipedia.org/
A helpful tip, CRTL+W will close any webpage you don't like. Not that you
wouldn't like this page... you did read all the way here through all that
diff --git a/.md/about/whoami.md b/.md/about/whoami.md
index cf8cd32..a6bf181 100644
--- a/.md/about/whoami.md
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@@ -1,9 +1,12 @@
<center>
-TL;DR Above everything I'm a lurker. And I mean that in the traditional
+Quotation is a serviceable substitute for wit. -- [*apparently no
+one*](https://archive.md/7AC79)
+</center>
+
+*TL;DR Above everything, I'm a lurker. And I mean that in the traditional
forum/mailing list sense. You could put it a few ways and still be
right: a reader, a people watcher, a listener, maybe a coward if you're
-cynical. But all in all, not anyone in particular really.
-</center>
+cynical. But all in all, not anyone in particular really.*
When I first came up with a writing a page with this title, it devolved
into a kind of personal essay. The kind of unwelcome nonsense you no
diff --git a/.md/about/whyami.md b/.md/about/whyami.md
index 7dbc4af..ea23b63 100644
--- a/.md/about/whyami.md
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@@ -1,3 +1,4 @@
-I am because I need to be I guess. Because I need to know things and
-because I need to be understood. But mostly because I need a place for
-my stuff.
+<center>
+We are here on Earth to fart around. Don’t let anybody tell you any
+different. -- *Kurt Vonnegut, from A man without a country.*
+</center>