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I was listening to a podcast earlier and the host was getting so many things wrong about star trek: deep space nine that I had to turn it off
I’m worn out. I’m tired of hoping that a new social network will really be for its users. No company wants to be Tron anymore. We went through Google+, we went through App.net, now Ello is here! Hooray! Wow! How many months until it’s gone? I’d give it less than a year.
I’m bitter. Maybe I’ve just been antisocial lately. But I don’t feel like I can be social on the internet anymore. Things are boxed in. I have this performance anxiety. How much of the way we show ourselves on here is based around production, producing images, producing content, producing a little database entry that we hope somebody will find funny? Maybe the biggest audience I’ll have will be the ad data scrapers. If I’m real lucky, I can be some percentage point in an A/B test.
I’m reluctant. I don’t want to give up on this, but I’m not feeling like I’m part of this deal anymore, can’t be anymore. This is like a stale TV show. Personal anecdote: after six years in Victoria, I felt similar. Boxed in, circling around, not seeing anything new.
Maybe there are new cities we can build, but maybe what we’ve built has trapped us. The grand mapping of real-world to online identities happened, and it’s tied us down. Twitter and Facebook hit critical mass, collapsed, and formed black holes that pull everything back into them.
I’m sour, obviously. Doom and gloomy recently. A lot of it must come from me spending more time working alone and relying one the internet for small-scale social interactions. I don’t have office chat anymore. But I think sourness is just in the air. Something curdled. And of course people are hopeful, I’m hopeful too, for some fresh air. Something new to see, somewhere new to talk.
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