Why I'm Slowing Down
(and why that’s a good thing)
I’ve been living on social media for the past ten years, and several times a day, I pick up my phone or open a new tab in my browser and check the fresh content my timeline throws at me.
Consuming content never felt as terrible as it feels now. Given the various “metas”1 of the past couple of years, that’s quite a statement: we’ve seen
misogynistic red-pill shorts and Andrew Tate clips flooding every platform,
superstars shilling shitcoins for money on every available outlet,
or watched the chaos unfold during the first wave of COVID, with millions launching content creator careers from their quarantines.
(If I ever launch a punk band, I’ll name it Superstars Shilling Shitcoins.)
Today, even though it doesn’t feel as dramatic, I can’t help but constantly feel that something is off. Sure, we all knew that the President of the United States minting his own crypto was absurd; it was a Black Mirror episode happening in real life.
Right now, it’s more like Pleasantville, as my wife pointed out. Sh…
