… are the ones you dig yourself. After more years than I prefer to calculate, little matches the joy and super charge energy of a session of web rabbit holing, of hopping from one link to another, and finding something at the other end I might never have thought existed. That’s what the web, with all its current baggage and slopification still makes possible- through the humble hyperlink, open a door to an infinite number of stopping points. The fatigue of wondering about social media going somewhere is the expectation, desire that the scrolling through a stream, be it chronological or algorithm, will deliver to you something interesting. It’s passive. The same for the insatiable appetite to type in a box and magic gigahedron eject an answer for you — strips the sheer delight of finding it yourself. There is a time and use for these things, but it ain’t my whole webchilada (today is some kind of portmanteu day). But I have this we joy in trying to occasionally map out what seems to be…
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