Our Boxboy is famed throughout the World. His intellect unmatched. His words of wisdom like music to the ears of the ill-informed and ignorant. Speaking of which, here is some dumb prick bothering him right now...

It's late, and Trump is on the dunny. Trying to squeeze out the week's worth of burgers he's been eating. Thumbing his phone, reading the latest idiocy from his lickspittle followers. Listening to the Goldie Oldie hits on DC radio. Then he has a flash of inspiration...

Yes, diplomacy really is dead. The mask has fallen from the Great Satan’s face.

And the sooner our Quisling PM realises that cold hard fact, the better Australia can stand on its own two feet.

Things are getting wa-aaay out of control out there, folks. I can smell the toxic fumes of the US dumpster fire from wa-aaay over here on the New South Wales Far South Coast, across the Bay of Australia.

"Oh Boxhead! Wherefore art thou Boxyman?

Our world teeters on the brink, as an array of fuckheads and dimbulbs lead us onwards to the Apocalypse!

Oh Boxy! Please save us all with your dinki-di wit&wisdom!"

Recently, a momentous event was held in Washington DC.

It was the summit of the leaders of the World's two biggest Democracies; India and the USA.

Prime Minister Narendra Modi and President Donald J Trump strutting their stuff in front of the world!

So these fuckers are crawling and talking. And the talk interaction is clearly better than using a dumb search engine.

Every internet user is going to be using A.I. and, through our interactions, the A.I. machines get smarter.

The machines are scraping our brains, not only by spidering our content off the internet, but by evaluating our interactions. Every time we interact we make the fucker smarter.

So how do we fight back?