Over the thirteen-month period from March of last year through April 20th of this year, a Twitter search returns a total of four–four!–instances of the phrase “Easter worshippers” being tweeted by users across the platform’s hundreds of millions of account holders and the billions and billions of tweets they produced. All four of the accounts are small, unverified ones–none even cross the four-digit follower threshold.
And then this. The phrase essentially didn’t exist until two days ago:
The mask is slipping. This has to be a simulation. I must be in a simulation. I AM IN A SIMULATION! Do I have to keep playing now that I’ve definitively figured it out? Who am I even talking–or typing–to, anyway? Go ahead, generate your responses, NPCs. I know the score!