The PKD infection is not as bad as it looks

Sometimes I think the whole world has been infected by Philip K Dick's paranoia, all of us falling for notions of questioning reality, as his deeply unsettling ideas about media and consiousness and existence and its overall lack of cohesion are exposed to a mass audience in the plots of Tom Cruise movies.

But then I remember The Religious Experience of Philip K Dick, and I console myself with the idea that we're not that batshit insane. Yet.