I have never seen or heard of such a Medium story. But I must read it. I am glad we do not have to try to read the comments. Imagine if each day a man must try to read the replies, he thought. The replies runs on . . . . Then he was sorry for the great story that had no claps yet and his determination to read it never relaxed in his sorrow for it . . . . There is no one worthy of reading him from the manner of his behavior and his great dignity. I do not understand these things, he thought. But it is good that we do not have to try to read the comments or the replies or the replies to the replies. It is enough to live on the Internet and read our true preferences as determined by big data algorithms.