The Internet Isn't Dying — Its Commercial Veneer Is
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An everything bagel for the brain. Substantive, layered, well-seasoned.
Summary
A reflective essay on the perceived decline of the internet as commercial platforms decay, social media spaces fragment, and once-vibrant online communities disappear or become unrecognizable. The piece argues that what's dying is not the internet itself but a commercial veneer, and explores what actually persists beneath the surface.
Key quotes
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Twitter changed hands, changed names, and changed shape, and the version of it you knew is gone.
The forums where you learned what you know got bought, gutted, redesigned, and left to rot.
This is real. You are not imagining it.
A commercial veneer glued on top of it is.
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