I say "we" but actually the other humans of this age are not much better. I have relationships that are almost like loose friendships: I nod at the woman behind the counter, the man on the park bench—and never mind that they are present in a dozen other places, doing a dozen other things. It is polite these days to frame your discourse as if you were exclusively local. I find that odd, like making love through a hole in a sheet. With the more eccentric people I know, who feel the same way, I play games of Go across light years and smile when I lose. Go is the only game that survives futurity, because it is art as much as war.