I am a bit guilty of scrolling YouTube, not excessively, but a little,every now and then. I like to see what the algorithm has for me to consume, what it’s decided to serve up..she’s quite the lunch-lady.
Today it was some random person, reacting to Chris Rock’s latest work “outrage”. Some dude, talking to a camera somewhere…His take was that he went too soft on Will Smith.The youtuber was disappointed.. said he wasn’t particularly swayed ,felt he was far too nice about the subject..
My dude, My random choad….
The initial reaction to his reaction made me feel uncomfortably reactionary.
You missed the point.
Who gives a good-god-damn-mother-fuck about some celebrity shit? Some headline? Some tabloid? free speech-all that, but..
The money shot was the bit that pointed out how we’ve become addicted to attention.Just like you,right now, filming yourself, telling the world what you thought about someone’s performance and storytelling… judging a job that you or I know nothing about…
just like me, tying into outer-space..
the smarter bit was the statement of our attention addiction.
I’m cool with messages and statements in art, can’t overdo it, but absolutely. Thinking about shit is complimentary to laughing about shit. Or it’s just a flavor..i dunno. A lot of people on the internet have made a name by being creation-shedders.
That’s a shitty thing to be.
I’m sorry for talking shit.
dawn 