it’s important to remember this quote from Banksy, one of the most iconic and influential street artists of all:

People are taking the piss out of you everyday. They butt into your life, take a cheap shot at you and then disappear. They leer at you from tall buildings and make you feel small. They make flippant comments from buses that imply you're not sexy enough and that all the fun is happening somewhere else.
They are on TV making your girlfriend feel inadequate. They have access to the most sophisticated technology the world has ever seen and they bully you with it. They are The Advertisers and they are laughing at you. You, however, are forbidden to touch them.
Trademarks, intellectual property rights and copyright law mean advertisers can say what they like wherever they like with total impunity. FUCK THAT. Any advert in a public space that gives you no choice whether you see it or not is yours. It's yours to take, re-arrange and re-use. You can do whatever you like with it. Asking for permission is like asking to keep a rock someone just threw at your head.

You owe the companies nothing. Less than nothing, you especially don't owe then any courtesy. They owe you. They have re-arranged the world to put themselves in front of you. They never asked for your permission, don't even start asking for theirs.

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Markov model meets Stanislaw Lem


I tried out the python code in this article, feeding it a Stanislaw Lem short story. The results are soothingly nonsensical:

“I  haven’t  reached  you  do,”  said  Dr.  Nygren  stepped  over  to  Lauda’s  hypothesis  sounded  the  control  room  of  the  output  meter  he  would  amount  of  thinking  of  land.  Composition  of  the  horizon  did  he  strained  every  cell  of  fire.  The  group  of  his  skin  was  considerably  weaker. Now  Rohan  could  be  carried  only  under  the  coffin’s  stone  needles  whose  sake  are  dealing  with  feeble  jerks,  trying  to  the  biologist’s  explanations  for  you.

They’re  figuring  out  from  the  Sisyphus-like  labors  of  bare,  threatening  arm.  Rohan  had  grown  oblivious  to  ascend. “And  what  else  to  detect  such  extreme  measures  began  to  guess  at  the  battle  scene  once  their  control?” Despite  their  energy  field;  they  were  entirely  filled  not  yet  he  recognized  as  you’ve  been  invaded  the  group  had  removed  the  landing  area  and  had  been  detected  by  a  rusty  red  and  had  just  about  twice  as  to  shield  their  optimum  adaptation.

At  least  the  book.

The  rays  could  make  forays  into  the  stone  heap  near  the  victims  of  energo-robots.  But  this  was  not  represent  an  effort  to  escape.

Nothing  else  would  never  before  hitting  the  universe,  souvenirs  of  the  counters  of  the  strings  and  spewing  out  from  the  antiprotons! Again  there  they  do  so.  The  weather  front  of  common  basic  building  was  subjected  to  their  function.

Although  none  of  sleep  again,  as  the  tumult  on  Regis  150  yards  ahead  with  enormous  distance.  Terner  fired  once.  “Steady,  steady,  men.”  He  stretched  further  search.  Their  aluminum  barrack  stopped  by  the  field,  concentric  to  the  unmanned  robot  sank  below  again  ambling  along.  Now  it’s  nothing  was  now  churning  and  his  eyelids  smarting  with  rubber-tread  soles  and  leaving  the  ruffled,  cauliflower-like  mushroom  cap  had  just  a  large  variety  of  wind  for  that  was  disrupted.

Next I’m going to make a whole novel-length text, input author to be determined, and have the Voice Dream app read it aloud to me. My preferred voice is Ivona Amy, cranked up to about 700 wpm.