My name doesn't matter. I don't mean to hide myself, it just doesn't matter. I write this for my own sake. May it be discovered and read one day. What matters is that I have the Star System in my clutch, and I'm going to crush it when the time is right. Very soon. I would be surprised if anyone is expecting it, I'm pretty sure it's going to be a surprise for the world. Yes I am going to deprive the Mtv customers of their favourite masquerade, and I'm ready to expose myself to the judgement of others. I am the most powerful person on Earth, few things are impossible to me.

It is well known to whatever is left of the underground culture channels that the Star System is completely run by computers. Farms of servers all around the world, connected on the cloud, bits of it crawling the web and sniffing the cultural tendency through a set of dynamic feeds and scroggles, reporting to others, that produce lyrics accordingly, in parallel with another layer of computerization that creates a more or less musical frame. The text itself is run through a voice generator that reports to distributors based in all continents. They submit the song to all channels judged relevant with financial incentive and, less than one day after the process started, one song is looping in the head of billions. An ear worm feeding on grey matter.
All of this was made possible only with the emergence of computers powerful enough to synthesise human voice well enough to make the forgery undetectable to the ear. In the same way, the videoclips are all recorded within the system, all synthetic images.
Revenues are processed through another mass of artificial intelligence that invests billions in high-frequency placements. For A to Z, there is no human input at all.

I am myself a child of technology, and I cannot but admire how the Star System is build. Redundant, self replicating, self repairing, self-sustainable and with controlled growth. On the point of view of system architecture, I consider it to be the greatest achievement of humanity. In the same nonsensical way that humanity itself is the greatest achievement of monkeydom.
Nobody ever planned the Star System, it is just the consequence of what was there before, itself the consequence of what was there before... The term of a long process of cultural evolution. Philosophers have asked themselves for so many centuries: “Where are we going?”. The answer is “the Star System”. Because nothing comes after it, and there are no more philosophers to wonder.

But the Star System can be smashed.