[ WP ] The year is 2031 . Due to various cultural shifts , the main religion is Greek mythology , after a short time span , the Gods come back from non-existence , and hold elections on Mount Olympus for the god of the internet .

`` Wellll then. It appears that we have our three candidates for the new position. God of the Internet. Submitted by a popular vote. First, we have Mark Zuckerberg!'' 
 
 `` Thank you, Lord Zeus. I just want to thank you all for the great honor you give me today. If you are unaware, or are wondering why I am the true god of the internet, look no further than how deeply my company has ingrained itself into every persons life. They give me offerings of their time all day, often devoting themselves to the altar of public perception. While the internet is great, and large, only I have as much power over how others use it.'' 
 
 After polite applause Zeus waved him away, thanking Mark for his time. Glancing aside to his loyal consort Hera, he whispered `` Was it just me, or did it feel like he was trying to look right through me, searching to know every bit about my self that he could?'' 
 
 `` Definitely not just you'', she replied, with a shudder. `` I pray that our next candidates do not give me the heebie jeebies so much. 
 
 Turning back to the crowded assembly of gods, Zeus introduced the next candidate, `` A great favorite of Ares, our next candidate is a mysterious so called hacker named 4Chan. Please come out and take your seat. 
 
 The seconds stretched, feeling like an eternity while nothing happened. Finally, Hermes leaned over to his ear, and told Zeus the truth. 
 
 *Ahem* `` Well, there seems to have been a misunderstanding. 4Chan is not really alive. And from what Hermes tells me, we should thank the gods, err, ourselves, for that. Moving on, our final candidate is a Mr. Al Gore.'' 
 
 As Al strode to the stage in his new suit, he smiled to himself. This was an easy win. He'd won the popular vote, after all, more humans had voted for him than any of the other candidates. Plus, he had a winning argument. `` Thank you for inviting me here. Why should I be the God of the Internet? Because I invented it, of course.'' Dropping the mic, Al strode off stage listening to the surprised voices behind him.'Yeah,' he thought,'I got this one in the bag. After all, you ca n't elect a god of something when they did n't win the popular vote.' 
 
 After the door closed behind him, silence reigned in the throne room. The tentative voice of Hephaestus spoke up, `` If these are our choices, do we HAVE to have a God of the Internet'' 
 
 Briefly grimacing, Zeus replied `` No, I think we really may be better off leaving the position unfilled.''
