I require no further factoids masquerading as laughter. I have so frequently been seized by an acute, anomalous sensation that my existence feels hollowed out – voided by the incessant demand for instant gratification at the expense of substantive, usable knowledge. I find myself encroaching upon a terminal abyss, spiraling toward non-existence like the last flickers of an ember before it fades into the void.
One need only contrast the progenitors of the past with my own kin to witness the depth of my pain. When I survey the digital relics of the 'boomer' era, such as Everything2, I find a landscape where individuals chronicled the universe with exhaustive sincerity, pouring their very souls into the surprising and the mundane with a great heart. In stark contrast, my contemporaries revel in a performative, shallow existence; they laugh at mere numbers like 67 and 69. There is no humor here, only empty noise. The expectation is not that you laugh at the content, but rather that you are tasked to echo the laughter of others, as if you were an android programmed to exist solely for their validation. All the while, they are blind to the fact that their problems are no easy matter and their laughter is sad. I can say we profound lucidity that their's is a bad habit, and it will eventually die hard as all bad habits do.
The end has already happened, anon. Bury me alive. I want none.
>Everything2
I like that site. They have some good recipe.
Still i don't think everything on there is strictly factual, cue articles about knife fights on the moon or Brian Ferry's hair and the omnipresent "chatterbox". The sidebar of new articles also shows mostly poetry instead of contributions drawing from research or someones educational experience, so i conclude everything2 users aren't naturally more sincere and productive.
Rather what i see is a more seamless process towards making such a good writeup. You can't make everyone wear a tie and start writing, but you can make writing worthwhile contributions a natural progression and attach prestige to it. This is how i see such a place flourishing, slowly over decades or even the surprisingly common pearl existing within the dumpster fire that is most imageboards.
In fact there are many sites more suited to this experience than reddit, discord, or whatever the cool kids are using. Those places are probably cooked.
Is this another flowery nostalgia post?
All the things you complained about are the same things that existed in the “boomer” era you hold dear