I think Netflix creates homunculi in a lab that don’t speak any language, the only sound they know how to make is laughter, and they’re sent to these awful comedy specials and then culled afterwards
the pure exhilaration of doing this is probably the closest you can get to feeling what a kamikaze pilot felt at the battle of okinawa. take control of your destiny. jam the throttle of your electric unicycle open and revolt against the modern world.