Sunday, June 22, 2025

Now I'm the dupe

Two points: we have no community. In the past many ran with groups of familiars in their generational cohort and through them met with similar groups and that was the medium through which strangers were made familiar enough to connect. It was much more organic. As a result, we've become atomized and in seeking to reconstruct that world, we've fit it into our screens. This results in reducing everything in our life to an interactive square within our glowing rectangle, our food lever within our Skinner box. Now, we're all a captured audience not unlike those dupes at the video poker in the gas stations in the muddy Midwest of my youth. Sad really, I've found myself more than once become that sun-leathered dupe, cigarette smoldering between lips, staring blankly at card choices, smacking away at the select/discard buttons like a monkey in an experiment.

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