Just think about it – a bunch of smelly hippy dudes, writing down their stories – run ins with the law, road trips, dating woes – told and retold over the years and collected in one place. Two thousand years after the fact, people like my sister treat that bullshit as the Gospel truth. What’s wrong with that? Well, just imagine two thousand years from now when some Pat Robertson-like fool starts quoting form the book of messengerpuppet.com
Worse, imagine if the Facebook and twitter feeds survive too. Worse yet, imagine my empire doesn’t exist through the end of next year, and these year 4012 poor saps are left instead with the collective wisdom of George W.