This year, and I mean This Year, a lot of social media companies, unhappy with merely not capsizing and deflating and disappearing, are going through the unprecendented step of making themselves nuisances. From disenfranchising userbases to creating nonsense features that do nothing, to removing the publically-visible metrics that made their platforms interesting (before algorithms built digital cages so impenetrable that you need an anonymous browser to get anything useful out of them), to making themselves User Only Content, and more—the lions of yesteryear are shittier than ever, and less likely than ever to be replaced with better platforms. Let's face it: all your faved social media channels are going to hell.
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Showing posts with label clubs. Show all posts
1/21/20
All Your Favorite Social Media Channels Are Going To Hell
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ads,
Age of Indifference,
algorithms,
anxiety,
arrogance,
Based,
clubs,
facebook,
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Instagram,
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Twitter,
yupster,
zombies
9/25/10
Nighttime Wasteland City Stroll
It's extremely awkward when one (yes, 'one') is walking down the street in the nighttime entertainment district and meets some friends, but one is on a mission to find a bar to go to, and undertakes that mission on behalf of a picky bunch of Russians, so one cannot go with one's friends. Then one thinks, "Damn it all, I just missed time with my rarely-seen friends only to have these rascals rush away into the night." And you get stuck in a packed bar and it's not really too much fun, but you got a bit of a buzz on so you buy more drinks, and eventually you get shortchanged somehow and hope karma will make an example of the fool who begrudges you 3 dollars in change.
It's a nighttime wasteland, and really the best part is when you're just strolling around talking to people and hooting cigarettes and watching the police move around. Few drunks are really happy, and most are just viciously intent on proving (most likely to themselves) that they are having fun, right at this moment, and are spontaneous. The most spontaneous thing a drunk does is puke, but they're liable to do other things I guess. Maybe you were expecting me to write a poem, or a short story, or an exegesis of T.S. Eliot's The Wasteland. In time these things may happen... I just want to spread this blog but first it has to amount to something worth hocking.
In other news I'll be apologizing (for the lack of posts yesterday) tomorrow. It was just that Community being back on TV was such a big deal, but then I tried to stream it on a 'regional television website' and got a stuttery, almost unwatchable video. I was dismayed, in truth. The sound was fine but I can't just listen to a television show.
It's a nighttime wasteland, and really the best part is when you're just strolling around talking to people and hooting cigarettes and watching the police move around. Few drunks are really happy, and most are just viciously intent on proving (most likely to themselves) that they are having fun, right at this moment, and are spontaneous. The most spontaneous thing a drunk does is puke, but they're liable to do other things I guess. Maybe you were expecting me to write a poem, or a short story, or an exegesis of T.S. Eliot's The Wasteland. In time these things may happen... I just want to spread this blog but first it has to amount to something worth hocking.
In other news I'll be apologizing (for the lack of posts yesterday) tomorrow. It was just that Community being back on TV was such a big deal, but then I tried to stream it on a 'regional television website' and got a stuttery, almost unwatchable video. I was dismayed, in truth. The sound was fine but I can't just listen to a television show.
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