Has every conversation in history been just a series of meaningless beeps?
I used to worry that computers were to blame: that modern connectivity was steadily turning all of us into a bunch of fake, shrieking character actors. Pick an avatar, cultivate a “personality” that doesn’t quite represent your actual personality, and shit out an endless string of entertaining brain turds for the crowd.
But pretending to be something you’re not isn’t new. Nor is conforming to expectations, or showing off for attention. So after literally minutes of fuggy medium-wattage thought I’ve decided the problem isn’t technology, but us. Bloody us again.
C'est la vie.