Hello again.
Lately, given the uncertainty of living in the land of our new mad king, I've found myself returning to past comforts. Star Trek: Voyager reruns, Garbage records, Lego, a renewed interest in adopting Linux. Did you know Perfect Dark is on Nintendo Switch Online? It's like I'm 20 again!
Say what you might about the false allure of nostalgia but I think it's more than that. The world is crap right now. I'm not retreating from it (as if any of us really could), but sometimes I just want to relax with what I know, alright?
Anyway, as part of this kick I revisited my looong dormant Tumblr and was met with a certain scrappy 2016 quality that I kinda miss? It's changed, no doubt, but all the stuff I liked about it before—the random Moebius art, Japanese posters, overly earnest political posts—is still there, maybe save the porn. This is nice! Warm feelings all over.
I've been looking for a regular outlet for writing more, one of those hobbies that I've wanted to develop for years but never actually commit to doing. I have a Substack now, but it's an overused joke at this point and it's a little too Nazi-coddling for my taste. Beehiiv is an alternative but I spent waaaay too long customizing it. It's kinda impenetrable. Medium is meh. All of these seem geared to monetizing a hobby and keep spamming me about how to build a following, as if these are the only goals in life worth pursuing.
I think I'm just gonna go back to this. It's simple, unencumbered, not owned by people wanting to subvert democracy, I think. For now anyway.
