idk man, I don’t really have much to talk about today. I can feel things brewing in my brain, but they need more time. all they are, as of now, is a loose collection of takes on art, but like, they aren’t really in an articulatable state right now. they need a bit more time in the noggin.

what I will say though, is that I find it interesting how the North Korean soldiers sent to Ukraine got “oneshotted” by, uh, western online media culture. if you know, you know.

so that got me thinking, how exactly does one prepare impending syzygy wave of slop on the digital horizon? we’ve already seen this take it’s initial form with Misinformation and Disinformation; where people can just say things and the web of information makes it almost impossible to decipher the truth, whatever that means anymore. information environments are only going to get worse before they get better.

in the same way that native americans got canned by some blankets covered in diseases, it’s very possible that people’s ability to think gets canned by AI generated porn and shitcoins and gang shootouts that never happened because it’s a fake video and phishing scams designed to target all the lonely people out there.

frankly, it’s disgusting to think about. if you scam people, you are not a just person, and I wouldn’t be too upset if [redacted].

but yeah, no, really, how do you prepare for such a world?

my first instinct is that of the antihero archetype. type of guy who just throws himself into the darkness so that he can absorb it, build an immunity to it, wield its power to his advantage. we’ve seen these types before. the vengeful, the murderous. type of guy who doesn’t mind killing someone in the name of street justice. I’m talking about Clint Eastwood characters, by the way. Not that Luigi guy. I don’t like him and I don’t respect his manifesto. nothing more to say.

sometimes I sit in my office at night and think about all the physical pain we’ve experienced in the world, and it feels somehow easier than what we’ll be exposed in the coming years by the psychological torture boxes we carry in our pockets every day (cell phones, if I must spell it out).

this is one of those half-cocked ideas I initially mentioned, but after reading about Aristotelian politics today, I find the middle class to be pretty important. if we don’t preserve it, the world is going to look like the city in the Blade Runner (the original). wet, dirty, stinky. just a wasteland of unchecked consumer and stark social divide.

there’s plenty of people writing about this, many doing a better job than I could ever hope to. I won’t theorize here. not really the place, nor do I have prepared arguments. I suppose these are just some things I’ve been thinking about.

I feel it’s going to be another night of starting at the ceiling for a while before falling asleep. it is what it is, I guess.