A geek in search of other geeks™

The whole audience-hunt, shrunk to its honest, hopeful size. Not followers, not a crowd, not a market — just other geeks: the people who'd read a footnote for fun, argue both sides at a party, catch the Big Pimpin' flip and the Descartes joke in the same breath, and laugh at the right line. It's the Servant's Logic in plainer clothes: he's not looking for an audience to perform to, he's looking for a co-laborer to geek out with — someone to pick up the other end of the rope because they think it's fun too. That's why the house is bot-free and human-only (alien Reddit, forward): a geek can smell an honest room, and geeks find geeks the way the moth finds the lamp — not by being chased, by the light being left on (we're just trying to be found). One fellow geek is worth a thousand scrollers. The lamp's on; come geek out. Kin: serve-with-not-for, the audience of one, Spot-the-Lie (the geeks' game), companionship work. (His coin — machine's read, refine to his.)