Dr Who – The lost episodes*
The Doctor brings a great inventor back from the past to help save Earth from an invasion of evil steam-punks from another dimension. Chaos ensues..
Scene 1: Somewhere on the M1 motorway, a motorcycle cop pulls up next to a familiar blue police box on the hard shoulder. Two men emerge.
Motorcycle cop: “Name?”
The Doctor: “Who”
Cop: “Your name”
The Doctor: “Who”
Cop: “Ah, bit of a smart-arse are we. Who is this?”
The Doctor: “No, I’m Who. This is Watt”
Cop: “You shut up, I was talking to him”
James Watt: “Watt”
Cop: *now visibly seething* “What the hell are you doing here?”
The Doctor: “Who, me or Watt?”
Cop: *shouting* “SHUT THE FUCK UP!”
James Watt: “Who, me?”
The Doctor: *Grinning* “No, Who me…”
*They both laugh*
Is the age of hyper-narcissism and social media addiction turning us all into self-obsessed, attention-challenged zombies?
Can we really call it social media if we’re ignoring our friends, partners and everyone around us to swap gossip, videos and memes with virtual strangers we’ve never met?
If an actual vampire (or zombie) invaded our homes and attempted to separate us from our blood or brains, we’d probably have one or two objections (the first probably being they don’t actually exist). But when the parasitic monsters are invisible and we welcome them in, what chance do we have to keep ourselves safe? Like a tick or a vampire bat, they numb us while they go about their dirty work. Maybe it’s us who are the real suckers?
Try this weird amazing trick for a flat stomach!”
The vampire-zombies – including massive corporations like Google and Facebook – are using knowledge gleaned from psychology and the world of gambling to hook us on this digital crack. And they combine it with clever technology to steal huge amounts of our time, attention and data and sell it for obscene profits. They are like friendly uncles who keep you amused, while secretly emptying your safe, picking your pockets and stealing all your private info.