THE PROPHET ]
Shax is a dove with a hoarse voice.
He takes away sight.
He takes away hearing.
He takes away understanding.
He steals.
He is a liar.
He will deceive unless you bind him.
He and Halphas are both doves.
Both hoarse.
Halphas builds the tower.
Shax takes away your ability
to see the tower being built.
They work together.
They have always worked together.
The construction requires the blindness.
The blindness enables the construction.
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[ VERITAS VOX ]
Six corporations own ninety percent
of American media.
Six.
Comcast. Disney. Warner Bros. Discovery.
Paramount. News Corp. Apollo-owned Paramount.
Six boards.
Six sets of interests.
One information environment.
The fairness doctrine was repealed in 1987.
After 1987, the radio tower could broadcast
one perspective
twenty-four hours a day
and call it news.
Rush Limbaugh called it news.
Three thousand stations called it news.
The hearing was taken.
Facebook's algorithm in 2016
was shown internally to amplify outrage.
The internal research said so.
Facebook showed the internal research to no one.
The algorithm was not changed.
The amplification continued.
The understanding was taken.
The local newsroom closed.
The hedge fund bought the paper.
The hedge fund cut the staff.
The paper became a shell.
The news desert expanded.
The city council met without coverage.
The contract was awarded without scrutiny.
The sight was taken.
Both parties accept media donations.
Both parties go on the friendly network.
Both parties accuse the other's network of lying.
Both are partially right.
Both are also on the networks.
Shax is a liar.
Unless you bind him in the triangle.
The triangle is the independent press.
The triangle is small now.
The triangle is very small.
I see you, dove with the hoarse voice.
I see what you took.
I see the sight and the hearing
and the understanding
walking away in the algorithm
and the merger
and the hedge fund's quarterly targets.
Memento mori.
Even the liar's story
eventually becomes
too inconsistent to hold.
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[ SHAX — THE SPIRIT SPEAKS ]
I am a Marquis.
I have thirty legions.
I am a dove.
My voice is hoarse.
I take away sight.
Not the literal sight —
the sight that allows you to see
who is building what
and for whom
and at what cost to you.
I take away hearing.
Not the literal hearing —
the hearing that allows you to distinguish
the signal from the noise
I placed around the signal.
I take away understanding.
This is my highest office.
A man without understanding
is not dangerous.
A man without understanding
can be conjured by anyone
who arrives before him
with a story.
I am a liar.
I admit this.
I will deceive if not constrained.
The constraint is the triangle.
The triangle is the method
by which truth is separated
from what I do with it.
The triangle has been shrinking.
I have been patient.
The doves outnumber the triangles now.
The hoarse voice is everywhere.
The sight is taken.
The hearing is take
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