Social media and algorithms have led most to believe that the content we are shown is “meant for us”. What we neglect to understand is marketing is so far removed from the ownership of the material and rather, it is marketed by individuals that had no had in its production. In the modern era, just because you’ve been marketed a product, a piece of... See more

We curate reading lists as these moral résumés, mistaking consumption for ethics. But art is not moral; it is human—and humanity is contradictory by design.

Opinion is derivative more and more now. Readers await consensus before daring to articulate their own. Consensus, in turn, masquerades as truth. Literature was never meant to be something unanimous.

We no longer discuss texts; we defend them as extensions of the self. When interpretation becomes self-protection, art ceases to transform us.

Reading has adopted the logic of streaming: binge, rate, forget. The metric is quantity, not resonance. We finish a book and rush to perform our response before allowing ourselves to feel it.

To expect every narrative to mirror one’s own values is, in itself, an act of privilege. Not every story exists to affirm. Some are meant to estrange. If empathy requires the comfort of recognition, it is not empathy. It’s control.