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All the differences being the same is quite a conundrum in determining the efficacy of modernity.

In the grand scheme of life, I believe I am quite young. I have spent a terrible amount of my youth hunched over, frying my brain with dogshit iterations of the same content—this content is what one may call 'slop.'

People use the word slop as a means of shame; slop via social media is something so egregious that it is deplorable to even appraise its components in any capacity outside the cleavage of the internet from which it came. This criticism, however, is another weak talking point. All that we consume is slop.

We used to have individual personal phones, calculators, cameras, notebooks, etc. When IBM created smartphones and Apple popularized them, the euphoria of simplicity changed humanity's brain chemistry forever. Nearly two decades after the release of the first iPhone, we have, for some reason, come to accept the same mush gilded with 'innovation' every year. We refuse to accept that even the euphoria of innovation has its limits.

We have become Kierkegaard's worst nightmare. We have become too accustomed to simplicity that we no longer even hold the ability to lift our frail necks up and shout for it; we just lie down in expectation.

Everything is turning into slop. Our technology, our modern arts, our humor, our food. Once a week, I wake up to scroll on social media, eat a bowl of mush that was promoted as 'Protein Packed,' look away as I'm struck by an onslaught of outright bigoted farce, all while wearing clothing that will become unwearable in less than a year, just to sit on the earth forever, impossible to disintegrate.

I fear that we will continue to live like this, willingly and happily consuming slop. For now, or forever, we have been damned to swallow the regurgitations of our own incapability all in the name of ease.

I ache because I care. Do you?

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