If paralanguage fails to permeate the screen, meaning becomes unstable and the literature falls schizophrenic. Meaning is this and the word corresponds to that, I read with my neck to the screen jolting furiously in offence, he reads the same text in relief, not because of a difference in opinion but a schism in interpretation. We speak and we spit. A screen’s language on the other hand, proceeds by dryness and sobriety. What I read and write is information without signification.