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Starscape is the shit

This was year 3 of attendance and goddamn if it doesn’t keep getting better.

I, Robot

 

Technology is killing us, destroying our humanity.

We completely reject what separates us from the rest of the animal kingdom. We elect to plug in and tune out instead of quickly recharge and get back on the road; settling for Hoverounds over lifting weights and having true mobility; 500+ Facebook “friends” instead of two genuine real-life ones.

What is the next step?

Have our diets and environment turned autism into the next stage of evolution? In 200 years will human beings be void of emotion and social rationality?

We’ve become so inoculated from the human experience that we now live in fear of it; we try to avoid or stigmatize those still capable of breaching our digital pacifiers.

What do we do to stop it? Can we change course? At times it feels inevitable, like we’re a deranged cousin of the dodo bird. If only we could figure out who’s leading us off the cliff.

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If only….

Our society and culture today is incredibly pessimistic and full of haters. There is no honor. No shame. No higher sense of self. No goddamn humility. We’re all so famous with our Twitter followers and Facebook friends that we’ve accumulated, not earned. Youtube comments are a microcosm of the west’s current state.

“fail.”

“lol kill yourself”

“sucks to be you bro”

FUCK YOU FAGGOT, YOU HAVEN’T DONE SHIT. Shut your know nothing milquetoast ass up. The fucking internet has removed any and all repercussions for shitty behavior. SAY IT TO MY FACE. There’s a reason dueling existed. Sometimes you just gotta smack a bitch.

I think this has stemmed from our ADD, binary culture.

Yes/No

Pepsi/Coke

“Like”/”Dislike”

We are encouraged to take hard-line stances on even the most inconsequential shit and when you encounter somebody with differing taste? Murder them. Unflinching criticism with as much nit-picking as possible. It’s the era of the cunt. Negativity and jealousy rule the day. Behold what happens (and should) when you run your mouth:

Talk about that, ho!