wtfacch


ruled by losers

It’s already been said in at least one iconic headline, but we are indeed being led by a bunch of straight up losers.  We already knew about DT, with his simp JD, Jeff Bozoz and Zuck, who sucks. And of course, who could forget the biggest loser of them all, Elon Musty, who can give a sieg heil in front of the whole world and have the ADL insisting we give him the benefit of the doubt.  fuck.them.all.

Losers, and those who support, enable, excuse, and —inexplicably—adore them. 

The shameless shift these oligarchic cowards have taken to the right has bled into our online experiences.  TikTok 2.0 already feels different, and is bound to get worse under Dumpy’s influence and with whichever one of the dweebs mentioned above buys it up.  And Instagram has already tried to push more libertarian content on me, just to see if I would take the bait (like how it keeps showing me John Mayer content, as if!). 

I have seen several people within my creative circles post about migrating off of Meta, exploring alternatives to Zuck and Musty’s lame ass party.  It is a great conversation to be having, a collective shift in imagining online connection without the big losers mucking up our fun.  This discussion has been going on for a while, but with such tangible and immediate changes felt by so many, there appears to be a seismic shift in people’s desires for something different.

My whole adult life has been marked by social media.  I started with Facebook my first week of undergrad, and only kicked the addiction in 2017 after the first Dump election, which was medicated by a consistent Instagram habit.  I do love how I am able to share my art so immediately on IG, and it did play a role early on with encouraging me to keep going with creating.  But at (checks her profile) 665 followers, it’s not like I have built up the kind of following that pays rent, nor do I post the kind of content bound to go viral.  Which is to say, maybe it is time for me to move on beyond the decaying suburban mall that is Meta and strike out on the frontier.  When you ain’t got nothing (less than 1k followers), you got nothing to lose. 

All’s to say…stay tuned.  I might start writing love letters, send you sketches by pigeon, or send you another email to clutter up your inbox.  But maybe that will be more welcomed than wading through Zuck’s cesspool.  Choose your poison!