I told myself it was an experiment in taking back my time, but it was motivated by a number of things. Among these, a growing existential boredom with performing myself, the persona, and with the endless discourse cycles. Media is increasingly about media and the recursion got exhausting. It was probably something of a weak rebellion too, not just against the platforms we love to hate, but against your expectation. There’s some self-respect in not being so predictable.
Agree with almost all of this, exactly how I felt doing this in 2025. Strange they got all of this in two months.
- Social media is a surveillance tool. Some people keep tabs on you through your posts. When you stop posting, they notice. You can usually identify their emotions: anxious, annoyed, worried.
- I still love media. It’s the center of the universe and the default center of our individual worlds. But the war wages on between good media and bad media. Reading, writing, real conversation, and movies win.
- The internet doesn’t need you. It’s good to be reminded of that once in a while. The lesson scales to life itself. The world moves with or without you. Do what you will.