"I wanna just ambulance chase"
There's something wiggling, crawling, with the anti-work and the workerism of all the stuff within us that's not that a labour that only smallest and viable, yet it's escaping a responsibility to do work to get paid, or exposure that frightens.
Nobody holds everybody to account, since their engagement with these platforms means we are all suspect of them marketers, all there, pushing our buttons for status, for the state, for the status quo, for the status quo ante.
All a game, all a thing of scarcity and election, all dutifully within the rules of our imaginations.
All the herd mentality, all the herd, that simply IS, not good, not bad. Not controlled, out in the for you tab or the Discovery. That's a algorithm, that's a market. Good or bad, that's advertising, that's propaganda, that's the commercially friendly and that's the education.
Whatever the platonic natural world justifys, whatever the polemisation is brought.
All a blur
