you reported my substack as spam so you could bogart a hashtag and make it look like you were creating a barrier to entry even though I've been begging the media not to kill me since the turn to Al-anon in post-internet practice. There's a strain of the conversation here that's very certain about who deserves what, who counts.
And the topic asks me to take a 2- min video talking about why I want to get in. And I find my art doesn't look good on Instagram. I want to be clear, for the record, since this is — I'm not endorsing ugly art I want that on the record. I just don't experience an existential...risk...due to what happens at the ten car pile up at the intersection of art ave and MTV's Real World.
People keep asking, what's the message, what are you criticizing, what's the commentary. And the honest answer is: nothing. I'm not explaining pictures to LLMs. I'm not killing I'm not offering any critique of social media or of anything. In fact I think the whole creator thing is There's no message. What's the message? So what if you end up spending the night in jail? You only live once. Recognize your vulnerability and do something about it
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