You know, with all the visions and version of distopian, statist, cybepunk fantasies that I have dancing around in my head, I have to admit, I’m the first guy who’s a little reluctant to stand up and be counted.
But the simple fact of the matter is, sometimes it has to happen. And this is one of those times. It’s time for you fine people to make yourselves known and knowable. I promise I won’t spam you. And I promise it will make it worth your while.
And hey, it’s not like I’m asking you to get a barcode tattoo. Click the picture or
this sentence to make yourself known.