Oscar Valparaiso had once imagined politics as a chess
His kind of chess game. Pawns, knights, and queens, powers and strategies,
ranks and files, black squares and white squares. Studying this tape
had cured him of that metaphor. Because this phenomenon on the tape was not
a chess piece. It was there on the public chessboard all right,
but it wasn't a rook or a bishop. It was a wet squid, a swarm of bees.
It was a new entity that pursued its own orthogonal agenda,
and vanished into the silent interstices of a deeply networked
and increasingly nonlinear society.
Bruce Sterling, Distraction