If everything is so rushed, it'll add up to something like a fast-food culture. Industrial strength dim-witted gestures will prevail. The junk will pile up. This junk culture is mounting at an accelerating pace right now, day after day after day. Everything seems to be in translation.
Nobody seems satisfied with original material.
Everything is a twisted version of something else. Content, like chicken, is being transformed into new media, the fried chicken of the information age. Information is being processed and served on assembly lines. Industrial centres for new media production and distribution have been miniaturized to desktops and even laptops. Individuals are organizations, solo incorporations.