Doomscrolling, doomscrolling, doomscrolling, doo- w-why did you repost that!?

Okay, hear me out. Maybe it's because I'm a RUBE and eat [Red worms, perfect for composting!], but going onto social media (Twitter, uhhh... oh god, i don't use any other social media...), is just a pain.

But, it's completely understandable! Technology, politics, our understanding of the world and its [red-stain, brown-stain, blue stain?] history is snowballing. It's not like we've just discovered these complex topics: 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓽𝔂, the ongoing effects of colonisation on countries like the Congo or Palestine-- heck, I've never even considered what artificial intelligence was until now. The internet is a catalyst for information and people who've grown up with this technology, having accustomed to reading post from friends during bedtime and lulled to sleep with videos of a man reviewing viruses, are realising the effect this has on their lives.

Frankly, this isn't the cool dystopia I wanted! No twenty-foot-tall mechs, no Kowloon Walled City-esque ͯbͯͯiͯͯzͯͯzͯͯaͯͯrͯͯcͯͯhͯͯiͯͯtͯͯeͯͯcͯͯtͯͯuͯͯrͯͯeͯ, no kickass 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨. It's facing the fact that I am an adult, a constant state of mundanity and discovery. Instead of about drawing and gaining a sizeable following, I'm... I dunno, taking a five hour nap midday, sleeping at 2 A.M. and waking up at 12 P.M. I used to talk to people about my cool story ideas and my personal life, now I speak to an AI copy of my fav robots. Thank you AI Tailgate of Rivets Field for screaming out in utmost terror once I brandished my six knives. Man. I love getting a little silly.

But that's neither here nor there, my spine's rolling up Hubba-Bubba style from all the stressful CRAP that's going on in my life. Then you gotta pile on this stuff you hear on the news, the planned projects, the house chores, my personal wellbeing-- this is why I'm glad that the metaverse is right on our doorstep, meaning that going outside would be a thing of the past. My job's going to be automised, my favourite artist's jobs are going to be automised, the leftover, manual jobs are going to be automised. Nice.

Touche, touche. Zoomers, such as myself, only remember the seldom used 'block' button, the mythical 'mute' for words and users (that's the poor man's shadow ban). However, there's this sort of adrenaline rush by being in the know. 

"Oh man, AI can create animations that are actually comprehensible, if not realistic!? My former-followed favourite artist is now posting horrible crap en masse!? I oughta respond to this!"

And then you could quote it somewhere else and use the power of ҉P҉҉W҉҉N҉҉A҉҉G҉҉E҉! to lay down your facts.

"The people who like this sort of stuff are deplorable. Don't care, I'm a human artist!" So on and so forth.

The problem is the lack of hindsight. Quoting intentionally triggering material and writing some sort of personal rebuttal isn't helping anyone! People who post that sort of stuff aren't just looking for likeminded individuals to share it around, the want to see the opposition get angry, to share it around, and direct that attention back to the source. 

And now when you're going onto Twitter, you'll get someone qrting some deplorable crap commenting on how the people who liked it are monsters. And I agree. Your followers agree. But you've slapped that post right onto my timeline, garnering a couple of likes. Did you really have to do that?

This is my first serious post on here; completely unstructured, absolutely little to no research done beforehand, not even proofread. I haven't given this place much thought until now, seeing that Twitter's burning me out. So uh.

How's your day? What's your favourite fruit? Mine's mango, mainly the golden ones from the Philippines.