< What we can do about the Internet
never give up
Looking back, my online experience might be characterized as an oscillation between the bliss of interaction hope, and dread induced by sneaking suspicions stated, in part, rather well
> I could overthink this, but it isn’t warranted. The > reasons not to write here are all just themes I’ve > been repeating at (numbing) length for years: Self- > expression in the open seems like an attack surface. > A public record is, as much as anything, a liability. > Kinds of text that once felt liberating now feel like > an embarrassment at best. The internet in general is > owned by bad people and has gone septic as a culture, > even as it determines culture as a whole.
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