sometimes I think about how I see an entire generation of people whose brains have been completely fried by dopamine optimization platforms, who are terminally incapable of following through on anything or showing any amount of dedication to something they care about, constantly flitting from one project or interest to another. for a brief and beautiful moment so many people will care about some really dumb specific thing more than anything else in the world before the high fades and the reality sets in of having to commit oneself to doing the work of following through on some passion or desire. and then they will forget about it, and move onto some other new thing, desperately trying to find some semblance of purpose or meaning or happiness, hollowing out the sum of our civilization's culture and ultimately being wholly dissatisfied with all of it

this is truly the end of all things