the internet is a refuge for the bad faith. it’s a place to endlessly to celebrate your own fragility and inflexibility. it’s a zone where we can magically reframe and hold up all our own failures of imagination as actually pretty fucking epic. to paraphrase something Matt Christman has often said: whatever happens, just say you’ve won. ultimately your own fantasy conception about what you’re doing matters more than anything that might actually come out of it, especially if you’ve managed to successfully sell the importance of it to enough other people. we’re all just performing elaborate shell games on each other in an attempt to feel better about ourselves.
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