Punchline attention span
Nuanced conversations forever elude us.
It used to be that only the select few have the right to publish. Monarchs, certainly. Churches, officials, approved news. Artists, when appropriate.
It’s been quite recent that anybody who knows how to operate a WASD keyboard, get to publish. For that, thank you Facebook, Twitter and the likes. Also for that, fuck you, every and all social media companies.
It’s been so noisy that nothing gets through.
Only viral sound bites does. “The woman card”1 was one. If you can tell what this means, the sound bite got to you. If you didn’t, please ignore. Trust me, I’m doing you a favor.
“Ok boomer” was another one. This one is quite dangerous though. It rejects every single established notions humanity has ever put together. Quite telling that it did not catch on despite the viral reach. People still accept the fundamental fact that most of our traditions work in our favor and make sense, while some are fucked-up-beyond-any-recognition.
Off-topic: on old traditions: Apply judgment accordingly. Apply judgment appropriately.
To boil down a difficult, multifaceted conversations down to 140 characters is fucking insane. F*ing insane2 is the ranking of those ideas are managed by a few unelected 28-years-old software engineers somewhere.
But you are not here for problems. Here’s my proposed solution: Be succinct, be funny.
If you insist: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tdn4yU-J4ck
Pronounced as: f*ing insane squared.