The Delete Button is a Lie Always

   I am really excited for the general election of national leaders in about ten years. When I think of all the incriminating things that people do and how explicitly documented all of those things have become with recent technological advancements I think the tabloid industry is going to be the place to be in the upcoming decade.

   I know my friends have career-damaging photos of me. Lucky for me, prime minister is only my backup plan in case writing doesn't work out. For real though, there are going to be a lot more dick pics of the future presidents readily available for voters. Maybe that will be a good thing for some candidates, I don't know.

   I tend to think of the collective delete button of everything on the internet and computer-related as the mouth of this amorphous pit. I don't believe that anything is ever truly deleted from a computer or internet source. There are definitely dudes who travel through the chasm of computer slush in wetsuits retrieving incriminating photos and messages, just waiting to cash in on it. 

   They might not wear wetsuits, but they definitely exist. On one hand, the thought of this makes me want to pee my pants and retreat into Antarctica and eat nothing but snow for the rest of my life. But then I remember the silver lining in all of it: it's going to make such. good. TV.