It is this turning, the song of mundane fantasy turned on itself. Let in the tides! We've created nothing but pain. This story will not please you. Cover your eyes! And kill yourself at once! A story for the masses. We'll see you in the doldrums. The latest technology involves the mastication of one's heart to become the ideal citizen. If there are any objections, let he come forth from this reading and be slain! It is this turning - of humanity - that I wish to publicly announce to you. We are making waves.