It’s all go on the internetwork this morning
Things are starting to move at Lineland “work” station
Danny the desktop is having his buttons pushed
Oo-er
Cuthbert the cursor is flashing like mad
Tut-tut, Cuthbert, not very PC that!
Gerald the gay icon – he who once dared not hide his light – is a dim shadow of his former glory
Poor Gerald!
Percy, the persistent signaller,
With the flick of the wrist at Gerald
Summons Sammy the Search Engine
Kevin the keyboard is loading up Sammy with hate-mail
Naughty Kevin!
On the command of “Enter” Percy stands up
And with a rude gesture, waves Sammy out of Lineland “work” station
And out onto the internetwork
But what’s this?
Sammy has bypassed the platform at Sugar Hill
And been diverted to the Dark Web
He’s been hacked and forced to carry hard porn, guns and drugs
Oh no! Sammy is going to be “booked”
Not to worry though, the network owner would sell his mother down the river for a cut of the profits
But who is behind all these shenanigans?
Well, I never!
There is much anticipation at Lineland “work” station:
Hard core for Percy
Uppers for Gerald
Guns for Kevin
But what’s this?
Sammy is downloading a load of fake news
Oh Dear! What a muddle!
Never mind, here comes the Fact-Controller to sort things out.
