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When I was growing up the internet was a place to be liberated from the world say what you want to say, be whoever you want and form genuine communities with shared interests. Now the internet feels like a tool to enslave the mind with identity echo chambers and any deviation leads you to being banned and blocked shunned and silenced within a void that is inescapable. Novel unique websites coded manually by hobbyists running servers for free in the commons allowing people access to the free flow of information under the banner of "information should be free" has largely gone away with corpratisation. I miss the days when the internet was populated largely by nerds aiming to make a better world not this controlled censored hell hole of profiteering.

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[–] [email protected] 15 points 1 year ago (4 children)

I miss the days when the internet was populated largely by nerds aiming to make a better world

The BBS and early Internet days were dominated by people who read non-fiction books. RTFM was a common saying in those days.

does anyone else feel enslaved?

“Everything in our background has prepared us to know and resist a prison when the gates begin to close around us . . . But what if there are no cries of anguish to be heard? Who is prepared to take arms against a sea of amusements? To whom do we complain, and when, and in what tone of voice, when serious discourse dissolves into giggles? What is the antidote to a culture’s being drained by laughter?”
Neil Postman
Amusing Ourselves to Death

[–] [email protected] 3 points 1 year ago

Yeah, buddy.... Tik Tok wrapped in a bow.

[–] [email protected] 2 points 1 year ago

Holy shit, go outside homie

[–] [email protected] -2 points 1 year ago

Take thy upvote with grace