It’s 1am, I’m pretty sure that even though I’m in my bed now I’m also standing on the stage telling a hostile community “and now with the help of tiny hacks we...” I can’t finish the sentence because the whole mob is screaming at me and the worst part of it is that I don’t care about them. Shame is an emotion. To feel shame you have to be alive, you have to have a personality. I don’t feel shame. It scares me.