Mat Marquis is standing in a strange landscape. The moon and stars are yellow in a red sky, and a large Soviet-style banner with a big "5" on it hangs from a tall, severe concrete building in the distance. The mountains are ominously sharp-looking in the distance. Mat looks confused, and the Squirrel is walking up to him wearing a large furry hat with a big star on it, much like a Soviet soldier might wear in the winter.
Where... where am I?
Mat? Is that you?!
What's going on, Squirrel?!
It's the future, Mat! The future your egalitarian pro-developers stance created! The Picture element was just the beginning! Now we're all cogs in the communist HTML5 regime! You did this by trusting the people over one glorious man's intellect!
In Soviet HTML5, the markup writes you! Squeee!
Mat wakes up with a start, and is in his bed. From outside the bedroom window a voice can be heard.
ZZzz... what? Oh, wow. It was just a dream.
Change your ways, Mat, before it's too late! Ooooooo! Trust Ian!
Hixie?! Are you outside my window?
Huh, what? No, just us owls! Hooooo! Hoooooo!