Banksy and Mark Zuckerberg are stuck in Cabin in a Snowstorm and forced to have a deep conversation.

Banksy: (Scoffs, spray painting a stencil of a crying emoji on a dusty wall) Another digital billionaire, another empire built on exploiting human connection. What masterpiece will you deface next, Zuck?

Zuckerberg: (Adjusts his hoodie, staring into the fire) We're connecting people, Banksy. Building communities. Isn't that what art, at its core, also aims to do?

Banksy: Connect? You're building echo chambers, feeding algorithms, turning genuine emotion into monetizable data points. My art challenges, yours pacifies.

Zuckerberg: Challenge can be destructive. We strive for a platform where voices, all voices, can be heard, even if some are... challenging.

Banksy: "All voices"? Unless they criticize your algorithms, then they're shadowbanned into oblivion. Freedom of speech with an asterisk, just like your privacy policy.

Zuckerberg: (Sighs) We're constantly evolving. The internet is a young frontier, and we're navigating uncharted waters.

Banksy: Navigating towards absolute control. You’re creating a digital panopticon, and people are lining up to live inside it.

Zuckerberg: Isn't anonymity a form of control too? Hiding behind a mask, throwing stones without consequence.

Banksy: Anonymity is resistance, Zuck. A shield against the all-seeing eye you've so meticulously crafted.

Zuckerberg: Perhaps we're both just trying to leave our mark on the world, just in drastically different ways. One through visibility, the other through invisibility.