William falls through an abstract void filled with fluttering money. Comes the voiceover-
I like the feeling of earned achievement.
All deities and all peoples bow before William even as he continues his leisurely plunge through the dreamy moneyshaft.
I like being rewarded.
William begins to glow solar golden. It hurts so good to stare at him.
I like it when things make sense.
Nuclear white light obliterates all. From the burning heart of moneylove a vast and incomprehensible logo comes zooming at us, bursting through the screen, grinding everything/everyone/everybeing up and spitting us all out better than we were before.
Welcome to the New Money.
We all stand in giddy uncertainty before a towering-n-glowering Whatsit. Many of us beg it for more disdain, more disruption, more interview exclusives, MORE exclusive podgrift bookings-
-but it's never enough. Is it?
BLACKOUT.
There are no terms and conditions. Just Money Eternity . . .
