Can’t put my phone down as I have to see what is going on. Might miss something big. That or my friend’s drama. People say not to put your business on Facebook, but I’m invested. I need to see the trainwreck. Like driving by a car accident, so awful, yet I can’t look away.
Now, AI floods my feed. What is real? What is fake? AI flyers, Selfies, pet portraits. I don’t even notice it anymore. It used to bother me, now I don’t even care.
Just add context to your drama. I need to know who fucked up, who is in trouble, and why. Give me the details, not the vaguebooking. What’s the “tea?” Just post the memes. I will steal it and repost it and not even feel guilty about it. Professional shitposting.
The comments are the best. So unhinged. Post a meme, get a comment screaming about politics. What are they talking about? I have no idea. I’m not sure if they do. Maybe they’re just lonely. I’m confused either way.
9/11 was a hoax? Did we land on the moon? Illegals all voted in the midterms? It never ends. Why do I do this? I’m both amused and horrified at how stupid people are. I’m smart though, I write fancy poems. I’m not sure my hat is pretentious enough. I need a beret. Maybe with a propeller on it.
Scrolling some more. More drama, more memes, and some fake news. Social media used to be a good news outlet. Now it’s just rage bait. Get everyone mad. Keep them arguing to increase clicks and boost that monetization. My account is monetized, I just don’t like to argue. So I scroll, on and on and on. No end in sight, except for my battery, or my anxiety, whichever runs out first.
God forbid something awful happen in the world. Then the scrolling has to stop. Flooded with tragedy. Everyone’s opinions, breaking news. Most of it is wrong so early on, but they post it anyway. Just in case, they say, truth be damned. Adding doom to the doomscroll, until I put the phone down. Time for a nap to dream, which is just doomscrolling in your sleep.
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