![]() ![]() Let’s keep this place gold as long as we can. Chorus: Lauv & Troye Sivan Im so tired of love songs, tired of love songs. Thanks for sticking around, and reading, and supporting me. I like hanging out with you all on AWKSD. I know every site on the internet is owned by some rich asshole-and Substack is no different-but Elon Musk doesn’t own it (yet) and it still feels like we have a special thing going on here. I guess this is all to say that I’m thankful that I-nay we -have this newsletter. ![]() Now, when you share a Gofundme link raising money for life-saving surgery, Musk will be there, too.ĭo you think Musk ever has to close a window when he gets cold, or does he have butlers for that? Do you think he’s ever heard the siren of an emergency vehicle driving past his house? Or are those just parts of life you can buy away with money? Has he ever been stressed or tired or busy in his life? I mean, not in a billionaire way? Every little joke, every argument, every accomplishment we want to share on Twitter will have his stank on it. It’s not enough to be the world’s richest man, but he has to be in our faces about it. It’s so easy for Musk to buy his way into our discourse. And when was the last time anything felt easy? Let Twitter become another Parler, I don’t care. Let him let Trump back on, and all the other Nazis. It’s not like Twitter is even that fun anymore. Or, as Robert Frost said: “Nothing Gold Can Stay.” I think he wrote that about the internet. Johnny Rotten’s parting words at the final Sex Pistol’s show: “You ever feel like you’ve been cheated?” Or, on a more personal level: To jump from job to job to unpaid student teaching while going to school, never fully rested, always low-key stressed, collecting little bumps of money so I can at least feel some worth in a capitalist society, only to watch some guy hand over more money than most countries’ GDPs. To work through two years of a world-decimating virus, to see loved ones suffer, to endure the near-collapse of democracy and never-ending war, to watch gas and rent and food prices soar, only to witness the single-most egregious public display of avarice. I’m sure there are thousands of angles with which to cover Musk’s purchase of Twitter-all salient and informative while remaining critical-but on the most basic level, human level, someone just has to cry foul. I keep trying to think of clever, insightful critiques of a mega billionaire who can buy an entire social media platform on a whim, but all of it has been said already by people smarter and more articulate. I’m not special.īut also, can’t we all agree that, um.fuck Elon Musk? I feel like I’ve been stuck in a McDonald’s ball pit for the past seven months, and I’m very tired.Įveryone’s tired, I know. I’m trying to do homework and write a newsletter simultaneously because I want to get good grades and I also want to produce writing that has value. Despite the chilly breeze, I don’t close the windows. ![]() Outside, I can hear emergency vehicles, their sirens wailing up and down Home Avenue. It’s a cool night in San Diego as I’m writing this and maybe I’ve had some wine. Deserta shares new single I’m So Tired and announces new album Every Moment, Everything You Need due February 25th 2022 (CD/Digital) & March 25th 2022 (Vinyl) via Felte. ![]()
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