I hunch over with a bag of lightly buttered popcorn to the side, blue light searing my face. Click. Tap. Click. Tap. Click. Click. Click. A few hours of clicking later, I finally get tired of it, so I exchange my keyboard and gaming mouse for a remote. Actually—I swapped it for the full screen button, because who watches cable TV over Netflix or anime these days? Consumer Christianity We live in...
