Abstract

I’ve only been here three years, so what would I know? I’ve only worked in four areas, how much have I seen? Enough, surely—if the average tenure is eighteen months, as they said when I joined, then I’m practically an old hand. Enough to tell my story like any traveller, write up my notes like a true anthropologist. Or so I thought, until I started. Then I began to wonder. You could spend your whole life here and never get your head around how it works. Indeed, if you spent your life here you’d have no hope of ever getting your head around it: the longer you’re inside the Matrix, the harder it is to see.