New internet

Even when we live in cities, and no matter how socially busy we are, social media feels like a way to remind others, as much as ourselves: “Here I am! I matter!” And if we stop using it, we (or I) wonder if we might simply disappear into the forest, never to be thought of again

And so I remain at an unresolvable juncture: the intersection of the very strong belief that we must experiment with new modes and systems of communication, and the certain knowledge that every time I so much as glance at anything shaped like a social feed, my brain smoothes out, the web of connections and ideas I’m weaving is washed away, and I tu... See more

Likes, comments, and shares almost completely boil down to a hallucination of action and importance. When we post about or reshare something that’s bigger than ourselves, we inherently feel we’re a part of it; that we’re actually aligned and/or part of the resistance. But unfortunately, unless your account has enormous scale (and even when it does)... See more

I believe that we desperately need to be experimenting and developing methods of communication that aren’t beholden to either the advertising industry or the brittle egos of billionaires.

Pewnie, chcielibyśmy czytać dłużej i częściej sięgać po wartościowe teksty, a przynajmniej bogate językowo. Niestety król internetu nie dopuszcza nas do swojego panelu sterowania. Nie można zresetować tej absurdalnej sytuacji i wyczyścić dziwnych ciasteczek w naszej percepcji odpowiedzialnych za małe dopaminowe eksplozje podczas oglądania (nowych!)... See more

To step into the stream of any social network, to become immersed in the news, reactions, rage and hopes, the marketing and psyops, the funny jokes and clever memes, the earnest requests for mutual aid, for sign ups, for jobs, the clap backs and the call outs, the warnings and invitations—it can feel like a kind of madness. It’s unsettling, in the ... See more