Through the Looking Glass - washingtonpost.com

He gazes at his Mandarin Oriental hotel surroundings off Maryland Avenue. “It looks like one of those low-resolution, decaying-fractal hotels you’d find in Second Life,” Gibson muses as he walks around the broad, empty meeting-room corridors, thinking of that Internet virtual world where residents interact through animated selves. “You keep waiting for somebody to scoot out of one of those doors and shoot you like in a video game.” … “Politics has, like, jacked itself up to my level of weirdness,” Gibson acknowledges. “I can work with this,” he says, thinking of recent turns of events. “I like the sheer sort of neo-Stalinist denial of reality. That’s what makes it work. It’s interesting. I’d like to see it get less interesting. But I don’t know that it necessarily will.”