Oh Google. You’re so clever. You ‘ve democratized the greek choir. Every so often I’ll glance over to the AdWords beside my emails, and I’ll hear the haunting warnings of my downfall.

Some pretend conversations. To illustrate.

> We have to stop this conversation. Right now.

> > Why?

> > > Because, an ad for a life coach just appeared
> > > in my AdSense. That’s when you know your
> > > pitiful conversation has gone too far.

> > > > Yes, they’re kind of like the digital Greek
> > > > choir. Warning you of your impending
> > > > tragic downfall.

> > > > > It’s too late.

> > > > > > What happened? Are you okay?

> > > > > > > No.

> > > > > > > > Why?

> > > > > > > > > I clicked it.

> Hey, did you know you can make a lot of
> money writing about asbestos?

> > Yeah. I’ve been trying to work it
> > into my story for days.

> > > The click rate is like $10.

> > > > Just wait until I unleash my
> > > > new epic poem about
> > > > asbestos on the Internet.
> > > > I’m going to be a millionaire.