social media

Last night, I downloaded Threads, the latest Twitter-like platform (from the sick, twisted mind of Mark Zuckerberg) and felt another piece of my soul die. Is this it, then? A million platforms until we recreate the magic of Twitter circa 2009-2014 and wait for it to combust in the same vein as its predecessor? Is this how any of us pictured our lives when imagining the majesty of being grown-ass adults? Are we so desperate for comradery that we’ll resign ourselves to adopting as many social media platforms as possible until we feel a little less alone? If an app implodes on the internet and we’d long stopped engaging with it, does it still exist?