The TikTok ban, the Musk Twitter takeover, the Facebook moderation policy changes, the Republicansβ rapidly intensifying crackdowns on speechβ¦ let these be the proof you needed to move anything you care about online to a space you control.
Went to the NYC People’s March yesterday. A lot smaller than last time around, but nice to be part of that positive energy. Representative of the crowd, I overheard one older woman say, “Oh, there’s a young person” π
Listening to βBabelβ by R.K. Kuang on the subway while someone the same car is reading it. Years ago a guy sat next to me and we both read βITβ. A toast to underground literature coincidences.
We are ready for something that we control. We are ready for something quieter. We are ready for something true. We are ready to bring back a little bit of the old web as a shield against a web that feels increasingly like an ad engagement machine instead of a publishing platform and community for people.
I see this yearning as well. Addictions are hard to break, and I think itβs obvious social media and the corporate web have addictive properties, by design. Thereβs no panaceas, but there are real, owned, humanistic alternatives. Blogging is one.
πΏ Letterboxd let me know that my 2024 stats in review is fully done. I thought it was already, but I stand corrected. Big horror year. And then there was the movies! π₯
Cat’s have finely tuned senses. They know exactly when you’re almost out of a meeting, and have to pee real bad. This is when they dance on your bladder. π±
Finished reading: Sure, I’ll Join Your Cult by Maria Bamford πListen to the audio book, read by the author. Absolutely fantastic.
Currently listening to a DJ set on of Soviet funk from the 60s and 70s. Sometimes YouTube comes through. π΅
I’m editing the final episode of Pursuit of Perfectness, and amidst all the bitter sweet emotions, all I keep hearing in my head is Scott Aukerman saying, “The world’s first dingless podcast.” Not relevant, and not something I heard recently. A real mental barnacle.
Went to the Museum of the Moving Image with my friend Lindsay yesterday, and got to meet a lovely new person, Janice, through the Open Streets. We got Susuru Ramen. A+, no notes.