Technology’s refined flux appears noncontroversial.  
At sundown my leftist French brain speaks, confined to a thought balloon:  
“If you’re anamorphic, the flux grows within measures, for early adapters too often adopt overheated lingo or low-to-overheated if you like.”  
 
The remaining balloons shrugged to themselves in the embers; not really, they said. Aloof. All alone.