наверхIn an age where we are swept away by the torrent of infinite scrolling, infinite news, and infinite prediction, the act of pausing—to scrub backward, to look for the anomaly, to question the consensus reality—is the only way to reclaim the self. We are all John Anderton now, waving our hands at the screen, trying to parse the signal from the noise, hoping that when the stream settles, we still have a choice.