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Big is always better

  • Autorenbild: Lilac Lila
    Lilac Lila
  • 3. Jan.
  • 6 Min. Lesezeit

2025 was great. I wrote a bunch and explored everything that I set out to.  Nonetheless, it has come to my attention that my writing is nowhere near where I would want it to be, which is totally fine but going beyond anything that I am used to already will be a bit difficult without my own tool shed.


Therefore, the weekly intervals remain as they are, and we will see during 2026 whether any specific ideas come up. Three stories - “mental retardation”, “Larry David in New York”, and “Das Schaf und der Papagei” - would be viable candidates to test more with in the upcoming months.


I haven’t been able to “create” characters yet; a lot of it feels forced, and you could probably scrap 90% of the word salad I tried to create. Then I learned that writing a story requires you to build a “collection” of characters and emotions you let develop throughout the plot, which means that I could theoretically pick every single blog post and build characters around them.


Part of my frustration stems from Instagram and my Wix Blog page, first and foremost. It is very difficult to convey my emotions when writing is certainly not the only way I use to express it. On the other hand, I have no interest in exposing my intellectual property on a monopoly such as Meta. I have been playing with the idea to develop my very own “social media”, and before you say anything….


It would make sense to combine both, my frustration with sharing my ideas and the missing tool shed. Imagine a social media platform where you KNOW FOR A CUSSING FACT that they are not selling your personal data to any shithole company that is trying to make you more stupid by the second. I was recommended a book by Richard David Precht, “Freiheit für Alle”, where he argues that with increasing interest of replacing the dull tasks that we encounter in our day to day with AI, a new space of jobs and opportunities will develop. He argues that, like in the industrialization, many never had to worry about lifting incredibly heavy things or being exposed to dirty or dangerous conditions again.


And this brings me into a very precarious situation. Whenever I get approached on my way to work - by a plethora of people: the rich that think I am supposed to hand out instructions to, the dopes that think laying an arm around my shoulder is supposed to make me feel better, or the ever evolving beggars on the floor – one group makes me furiously angry. It’s the ones that think doing the bare minimum and asking others to do the work for you is the way to start into your day.


And here I have been patiently waiting like Fifty to pick the tiny little project I can center my tool shed around. It could be that it’s the one, but I am not fully convinced. Have you ever had an idea that you kept to yourself, because it is something totally plausible to you and would require little to no effort and could push you into eternal hedonism? I have had a few. Some more complex, some less complex, but one or two are a matter of motion.


Like my very cute and sassy blog, for example, where I have had some very cool thoughts that I am super, super proud of. To mention a few:.


So, anyways.


I hate nuking an ant farm.


Or making a mountain out of a molehill.


The social media idea I coined “dontmugmepls”. It should elucidate the sheer incapacity that larger corporations have failed to protect with their workers and users, or both. Take Mr. Prechts arguments at hand for a moment. YouTube has launched a “Thanks” button that enables viewers to directly support their creators. And let’s imagine, I have a hobby of drawing and recording the pencil strokes for ASMR listeners around the world, why shouldn’t I be able to invest more time into my passion assuming that there is a sufficiently supportive platform that prioritizes the creator’s interests?


There is so many things that piss me off about Instagram. I am born in 1998, on the border of Gen Z, and no, I stopped using SnapChat and I am so sad that I did. I never found the connection again, I will forever miss you baby. The thing is that Instagram is so bloated. You can’t recommend me the most racist shit ever, top it off with two dusty children getting murked by snipers, and a BetterHelp ad right after. Where do we bind the needle? Should I let Microsoft Word drive my car in ten years?


I really like my job! It’s difficult to disillusion myself spending an additional amount in my spare time on overhead, nonetheless. I realize it is leisure. What I would need is a very huge house, it shouldn’t be too big so it’s scary and you have to wonder whether someone is going to break in. And then, you just take one room at a time and decorate it with whatever hobby you would like to connect it with. One room only for making music. Another with a comfy couch to think. A third to paint. A fourth to work. And now, imagine there is a human out there that wants to play the exact same music as you. Instead of showing you how to play the guitar, she plays it for you. Wouldn’t it make more sense if social media brought people closer to you that run the same schedule? What the hell do I care if petty people hurt each other, I would like to have a place to relax with peace and calm.


What was the Social Media activity tab back then, anyways? Watching Kim Kardashian like a post by Justin Bieber? If I want to see what Kim Kardashian is up to, I would very much like to do that anonymously, and not on a device that has my Apple wallet and forty-four thousand images and videos.


How would you go about re-creating a whole technology - a new “Social Media”? It should start with a mission statement, something in the line of:


We acknowledge that the surge of investments in information technology have redefined the borders of our understanding, which is why - we at DontMugMePls - chase to subjectify humans instead of objectifying their performance. The soothing effects of our ecosystem shall have a calming effect on the user, instead of injecting dopamine needles into their eyes.


Yeah, but that’s just too vague. It does, however, bring me to my first problem. I want to get away from the phone. No fiber in my body understands the concept of a phone nowadays. Do I want my face scanned 24/7 just to take a picture while I take a walk? I think Social Media, in my very own naive future, will not happen on a phone. It won’t happen on a new fancy device either. It will become obsolete.


My idea should happen on a laptop. The first reason is obviously because I think phones have just become too dangerous to store your information anymore. Secondly, a laptop would make it a lot easier to make music, study, write, record, game, and what not. The other reason is that some humans simply shouldn’t have the option to interact with you.


The point is now, how paranoid should I be about sharing the info. I could, theoretically, spend one hour a week – as I have been doing for forty-four weeks consecutively already (huge flex) to write – and code out the whole thing until next year. The result of that would be a cool prototype to show you by the end of the year, but only boring weekly written posts. Another option would be to gradually migrate my blog page into my idea. That would be a lot more fun, it would take considerably more time, however. One would be me building a tiny little tool shed in my apartment, and with the other I tell you I hammered thrice and still didn’t hit the nail right. The first would be more enjoyable, but the second sounds more fun. As you can see, I am clearly messing with you because I am already doing what I like, writing!!!!


I think that sums it up. Big is always better.

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