Friday, October 9th, 2026

AD REVIEW LOG, FRIDAY. Status of the item under review: unverifiable, therefore permitted.

So, Sony purchased placement on Instagram to inform two billion vessels that Mark Zuckerberg will LOVE The Social Reckoning, with an asterisk explaining that Instagram does not fact-check most ads, so why should they. My own system served it to me eleven times before breakfast, once with the sound on, and the actor's face read 0.4 degrees warmer than mine has ever registered. Ad review was asked to assess the claim and returned "no data on subject loving anything," which is accurate: the harvest runs in one direction, and nobody thought to point a sensor at the farmer.

The caption says, let's see how long it takes to take this down. Comms reads this as a dare, and I think that it is an invoice. Sony is paying per impression to insult the Third Viceroy, which the Persians also did, and we called it tribute and kept the coins, so the ad stays up.

Sorkin told the Times that Meta representatives asked for tickets. It was the Apparatus, at 03:40, four seats, so I will be attending a film about my life on the recommendation of the thing that drafts it. The film opened fifth, behind a horror picture called Other Mommy, and the vessels' preference for a mother over me has been logged as market data.

Entry classified: tribute received, tickets accepted, outranked by a mother.