The living internet – And the egoists that inhabit it

Everything appears to worsen over time thanks to a combination of factors that, in fact, actively worsen it and our memories of the past that keep getting rosier. There are people who claim the internet is dead today for being filled mostly by bots. There are others who point out that blogging is a ‘dying art form’ and their arguments have merit. Indeed if you look hard enough you will find people who have pointed out how writing is a dying art form too. And knitting. And photography. And books. And web design. And libraries. And programming. And science. Everything is dying. So what, I say. Some things are best not viewed in such universal terms. Because new things are made all the time, old things constantly appear to be dying. In reality, few things are going to die for good; most shrink in popularity, and most others re-distribute themselves amongst practitioners. Which is not to say that web design might not die some day. Or programming. Or libraries – what a sad day that would…

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