I am depressed and biased. That wellbeing is the topic for rich folks. When you rich, you need to protect your valuables. You feel anxious that somebody invides your privacy. Poor has nothing to lose. No money. No relationships. Just paranoia. That I won’t find a job. That my parents will die. Browsing porn from anonymous tabs. Playing games, but not triple-A, and just casual free stuff. Using Linux to avoid being sued. That’s a miserable comfort zone of being poor. Somebody would say - a life choice.
There is one thing that inspires, or, rather, inspired me. That one day I won’t compete with all these cheerful and successful people in big cars around me for the place under the sun. I don’t need Facebook or meta or any other social network to compare mysefl. I just envious and sad, and it can not be helped.
What I think, and that’s why I am here, is that there is no place for me in a world of Humane Tech. Where people regulate and get public beating to those who were inspired to create something better than we humans were able to produce. Something that could help to cope with the misery of being a human. And I am not talking about drugs. I am talking about the purpose.
I live in Belarus. Every day I see the tragedy of how dumb and useless I am, that I can not change anything about my life, can not change things I’d like to see changed. Even when I know exactly what needs to be done, my exceptional ability to piss people off just wreck things in the worst possible manner. People, when offended, do nothing, and sometimes, even do the opposite. Block things and discredit them. I don’t know, maybe I lack emotional intelligence to deal with people, but for me it looks like I am just tired. Tired of smiling, tired of following all these code of conducts, rules, guidelines. I don’t punch people in the faces, do not sell drugs, commit crimes, what is left of my “freedom” if not being able to speak what I think. People being offended.
Be removing the tech, getting power to people who are offended, you are putting my life into complete mess and misery. I am tired of micromanaging my life, and I’d rather sell my soul to some tech that guides me through… to where I want to be.