Sometimes it's easy to get caught up in everything. Everything seems so emotionally charged, everything is being manipulated by the algorithm, meant to validate your thoughts and feelings, meant to incite your rage, meant to keep you engaged forever in some sort of endless spiral. Attention itself is a market commodity.

We live in unusual times. Mankind evolved slowly and gradually in the past, but the last few decades were a big leap forward. I don't think we're meant to live this fast. Or at least, we're not used to it. A lot of us are burnt out in many ways. Which makes a lot of us more vulnerable, and that's sort of dangerous. It leads to people being more manipulatable. 

 I feel like we need to be more open to dissent. Not the lazy or malicious kind, but the kind that allows ideas to flourish. And we need to go beyond the surface level and dig until our reasoning falls apart at the seams, so we can recreate it and have a stronger and more nuanced viewpoint. 

But I don't know. I'm sure every age felt some sort of despair like I do about the current era. It almost seems tiresome to say that we live in unusual times, when each time is indeed unusual. I guess it's more appropriate to say that we have very unique problems that were never as present as they are now. 

"And ache — the shared vulnerability of existence —
is what binds humans to each other beneath words."