The mad scientist,
The angry homeowner,
What they have in common is that their relativity is off-balance
Given stock answers through various services,
Dealing with some form of chaos or another,
It hardly seems fair to be at the mercy of certain affiliations
Back in the day, if that was your time,
You would still be sent the bills, but also given more answers
Nowadays it seems that such a narrative has become strained or taken for granted,
Where in some cases information changes from one day to the next,
Improving nothing, and leaving many perplexed and indignant
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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