Some character named Britt Blaser says I’m doomed:
Mitch has had a run-in with someone who appears to be a legend in his own mind, but who probably would not thrive in an Obvious Society.
What’s an Obvious Society, you ask? Why, it’s the Fourth Prophecy, right after ubiquitous video cameras talking to video phones powered by Open Source Software controlled by the Mob of Peers, apparently. I wonder who would do well in such a place, other than machines, of course. Oh well.