I am logged into the Corporate World, using a password they chose. My unique face provides access to the handheld device of knowledge; real or made-up, it does not matter; we must follow in the slimy footsteps of greed and organised chaos. One must never stray from achieving total social acceptance; stressed facial emotions are paramount for success - move forward, only forward. We mimic the farmed salmon, caged and medicated, moving about in circles of delirium in an antibiotic broth of deliverance.