Thread by @HNIJohnMiller

Hey, you.

Yeah, you.

You're not alone.

"Of course I'm not alone, I have people on Twitter I talk to!"

No, fuck that, dumbass. I'm not real. Your twitter followers aren't real. Likes and retweets are fake fucking points meant to skinner box you into wasting time on stupid shit.

I mean, you, as a person, aren't alone.

Lol to all the people throwing likes and retweets.

Y'all don't even know what I'm about to fucking throw at you and you're diving on that shit anyways.

Whatever.

Twitter's just a fucking internet insane asylum, a rattrap for the mad and the desperate.

I mean, you, yourself.

You.

I'm talking to you.

You're not alone.

You're not alone in thinking this is all silly bullshit.

You're not alone being fucking tired of the 'important dates!' that slip by without a fucking peep. Of the neverending 'SOON's, as oxymoronic as that is

I had a conversation today with an individual employed by a company which shall not be named but you all know which was shutting down an undisclosed number of locations in a process no one would find shocking or unexpected.

We didn't wear masks.

My brother and I, we enter with the masks, as there was a mother in there asking questions of the employee, but as she left, a knowing glance was exchanged, and the masks came off.

Metaphorically and literally.

And we had a conversation.

No, it wasn't politics.

Not everything was about politics.

The last 4 years did not fucking matter.

We just had an honest conversation, frank, and full of understanding.

The contents of which no one not a part of that conversation could fully grasp, but I'll try to summarize.

We talked of policies that are so silly at face value that they could be discarded on a whim.

We talked of the understanding that we as individuals could manage and prosper even in the most difficult of circumstances, and still have room to act to the benefit of our fellows.

We talked of how even the silliest systems can be used and gamed to our benefit, that a mindset of rationality can be the greatest weapon against a society that demands mediocrity and yet also demands impossible adherence to an arbitrary and ever-shifting definition of perfection

We spoke of how even amidst absurdity we could find simple joys in life, and yet still find disappointments within them.

Then, we spoke of past glories, of yesteryears far gone, and found joy anew in the reminiscing while the present sought to abuse us further.

And how that abuse demands that the demanding leviathan be abused to our hearts content, that the leviathan was blind and dumb.

I have watched, as I wrote this, three completely different hashtags appear in the fourth spot of trending.

None of them matter.

All are ephemeral, and pointless, and will be forgotten about by tomorrow at the latest.

I'm not alone in thinking this.

You're not alone either.

Maybe I shall find a door and nail my 95 Theses to it, be it Mitch McConnell's turtleshell, the hair of the next girl Joe Biden sniffs while he creams his pants, or to Jack Dorsey's peyote pipe.

But I'll do so knowing that it is silly, it does not matter, and that I'm not alone.