Sometimes you get lucky. Sometimes you stumble across a thing that leads to another thing that leads to you sitting and watching a two hour documentary you didn't know existed. This used to happen a lot more when the internet sucked way less.
Those clowns at Facebook and Google have a lot to answer for...
A few weeks ago I found myself on the Ghost in the Machine page for the Sundance Film Festival. I was lucky that the festival hadn't started yet and I could buy myself a virtual ticket to watch the film. Lucky because the film was really good. It has been sitting with me for days now like a good documentary should.
This essay isn't about that film. Not exactly. It's more like it's cousin.
