Offline for a week



Spending the week in Ngawi was so great, I’ve stayed at the house I rented before, so I well knew what to expect – here is a previous photo of Gray bach

gray bach

The only downside is that there is no internet or cell phone signal at all, none, zero…. So to check email requires driving 5km to the township of Ngawi where if I angled the phone right & clicked my teeth three times I could just get two bars of cell signal. As occasionally annoying as it was, it was also a welcome reminder of habits – checking email etc is so ingrained that it is taken for granted… Its not FOMO – my primary need is to support HISSandaROAR, but it also reveals the pull of social media… so I would make that trip a couple of times a day (although often on the way to go do something)

But the joy of some time away is also in the return. Arriving home & seeing your own existence with fresh eyes and objectivity. Appreciating the things you often take for granted… Clarifying priorities… And also appreciating the role and effect of certain aspects of online culture…

After revisiting all the sites & forums I occasionally frequent, it made me laugh to read a thread of people venting with some of the most eloquent put downs I’ve read in a while… While I might hope it would indicate the start of the death of disingenuous influencers as a ‘thing’, I somehow doubt it, due to #capitalism and the seemingly endless supply of numpties who base their methodology on putting their face all over whatever it is they are shilling… I’ll quote a few of the comments below, with the details removed…



“I actually like that XYZ fella, probably because he comes across as a death row escapee who’s been hiding under a hedge for a week. But why must he always purposefully make the most horrible music on planet earth, a sort of mesmerisingly tortuous jazz funk Teletubbies soundtrack while he ties his fingers in knots demonstrating this week’s nonsense box destined for the landfill?
I’ve a sneaking feeling you could hand him a Rev 2 Prophet 5 and he’d somehow make it sound like an 8-bit SoundBlaster card playing general MIDI Shopping Channel music and not in a good way either. And the thing is, he’s obviously a talented musician and nice guy. So why the aural torture?”



Why indeed.



“It’s been really interesting seeing this kind of stuff proliferate… Rather than being the active class that create, musicians become passive, the targets/consumers of content, and the difference between content and marketing essentially vanishes. Even the music itself becomes a kind of marketing… Really depressing, honestly. Artistic creativity is seen as an escape from the meaningless, mindless passivity of consumer culture; but that very escape becomes merely one more thing to be marketed.”



“I’m sure they’re all lovely fellas really but listening to their inane ramblings and puerile musical doodles makes me want to lock myself in my bunker and wait for the next mass extinction event.”



“All these guys have super punchable faces! I don’t know why, I just have an urge to punch all those guys!
Why are they smiling that much, they look like crazy people.”



“The one good thing about influencer culture, for me at least the GAS has largely dissipated. I am truly jaded, worn out, desensitised, exhausted by their endless parade of new gear. Like Monsieur Creosote, I have no room, not even for solitary Volca, no matter how wafer-thin. These jokers with their never-ending parade of new videos – product features, review, walkthroughs, deep-dives, in-depth sessions, unboxing tutorials etc have managed to 97.5% kill any faint stirrings of desire I once may have had. The law of unintended consequences at work: Influencers manage to over-expose every single new product to the point of boredom and indifference.”



Eventually, sanity prevails:



“There IS good content out there, for sure, but the better content is where the creator leads with the content and not with themselves, imho”



and this:



“Maybe unfollow people you find annoying. Just maybe.”



In the end the internet is like society, except you are so much more easily exposed to the good and the utter shite. For example I fckng hate rugby and all of the culture associated with it. But IRL it is fairly easy to completely avoid it. I don’t go anywhere that its being played or screened and when someone who clearly doesn’t know me asks if I ‘watched the game?’ I always reply, ‘What game?’
Your default behaviour is not mine. But online it seems it is an endless task to avoid the crud. Most social media sites make it fairly easy to unfollow and/or block people or brands or whatever that you have less than no interest in, but Youtube seems to hide the ‘feature’

PSA: How to block someone on Youtube

1. Log into your YouTube account. …
2. Go to the profile of the offending person by clicking his or her name wherever it appears in YouTube.
3. Click About from the list of options under their name.
4. Hit the flag icon at the top.
5. Select Block User.



problem solved….
well… apart from the instant gratification that drives so much of it.
Is it vanity that makes someone put themselves in front of whatever it is they are creating?
Like the thing being created is secondary to their own needy recognition…
As research I would ask them, but I already blocked them…




unrelated but made me laugh, from Lisa on Modular Memes thread






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