It’s like They have a different set of facts recently.

Doesn’t it feel like They just have a different set of facts now. Like no matter how long you discuss something with Them that you’re never going to find middle ground because They listen to a different sun. And, Their sun says nothing but lies so it makes it feel like They have no grounding in reality.

I think They have forgotten that the Sun hasn’t always been Orange.

That’s why They are acting like he’s going to be Orange forever.

It frustrates me to the point where I just don’t even want to talk about some things. Especially when They are around.

It’s like no matter what I say They will just just find a version of facts somewhere to counter what I say. Like, how do I argue with Their internet? How do I disagree with a different version of Reality?

I don’t even want to disagree with them, I want to reject Their questions.

I don’t know.

I do have a hypothesis for why it feels like this tho.

Well a hypothesis for how this New Orange Sun spread his lies so far and wide.

I think we have invented a new medium of storytelling that makes it hard for Them to separate fact from fiction. I think the internet spreads out the elements of his story so far and wide that it makes it hard to find the pieces in order to dispel the Falsehoods. The endless river of nonsense coming from this Sun gets dropped into the fast moving torrent of the internet. And we all know Bullshit spreads faster when it’s wet.

I mean the internet is a wonderful thing.

I’m a big fan of it.

But the way They are using it. . .

Supporting the Orange Sun’s agenda?

I don’t know.

You know, I hate the word ‘thing’.

It’s vagueness often obfuscates the truth.

But, what else is the internet? It’s more than just a series of servers and wires and tubes (or so I’ve heard). I like to think of it as humanity’s collective consciousness.

I don’t know. Maybe I’m just lonely.

Sometimes I just ask the internet random things. Half the time it’s almost like I am trying to stump it. Or even prove it wrong.

“Hey Google! What is this?”

“Hey Facebook! Who was the person I knew in elementary school and what are they doing now? You know… that person…?”

“Hey Myspace! Are you okay?”

“Hey Wikipedia! What was that thing that happened?”

“Hey Reddit! I want a real person’s opinion on this.”

“Hey Amazon! Can I have this? I need it as soon as you can get it to me.”

“Hey IMDB! Who is that actress from that movie about that person who does that thing?”

“Hey Alexa! What’s the weather tomorrow?”

“Hey Youtube! How do I make bread, and can you help me fix this thing?”

“Hey Netflix! What’s a show I would like? What about a movie?”

“Hey Spotify! Do you know a song that I might like?”

“Hey Pandora! Do you know a radio station I might like? I’m tired of choosing songs, ugh it’s so much work.”

“Hey Buzzfeed! I’m bored, entertain me. Also, what kind of Owl would I be?”

“Hey Instagram! What did my friends do this past weekend?”

“Hey Snapchat! What are my friends doing right now?”

“Hey Pornhub! . . . uh . . . Nevermind, I guess you . . . already . . . know what I’m looking for?”

I love that the internet always knows just what I am looking for.

I love how the places I go alone aren’t lonely. It seems no matter where I go on the internet I find people who are looking for the same things as me.

I love that.

I love that I never feel like I am alone when I have a strange thought. I can explore any curiosity I have anytime, anywhere. And no matter what that curiosity is I am pretty sure I won’t be alone. It’s nice when my ideas are validated by others.

. . . Is that also just me?

I guess I love selection bias. Well, maybe not love it, but it certainly feels good, and gives me a place to discuss some of these ideas I have.

And the thing is even when I’m not validated in my beliefs I can at least find someone who will disagree with me. Which is validating in it’s own way.

But why are these lonely places not lonely. How do we seem to find each other in every place but nowhere simultaneously?

It seems like we’ve all staked out our own little corner of the internet. We’re all on the internet but our little corner of the internet might only make sense to us. Some jokes we share with the internet would be hard to actually explain to anyone. Yet alone try to explain it to Them.

…especially because a lot of our jokes are about Them.

I don’t know, I still kind of feel bad about some of our jokes.

Their internet is just seems so toxic.

They just make me so angry I don’t know how else to respond.

Maybe it’s just me.