After I wrote about the things I stopped caring about, someone replied on Micro.blog with something that stuck with me. The issue isn’t just consumerism, they said, it’s the expectation that we should have access to everything, from anywhere, all the time. Every song, every photo, every

Apple’s notification summaries told BBC readers that Luigi Mangione had shot himself. They told others that Rafael Nadal, a married Spanish man, had come out as gay. They told darts fans that Luke Littler had won a championship that hadn’t happened yet. None of these things were true.

I used to have opinions about everything. Which note-taking app was best. Whether the iPad could replace a laptop. What the right phone size was. Which task manager struck the perfect balance of power and simplicity. I’d write thousands of words about this stuff, switch tools every few months,

My wife hasn’t complained once. I need to say that upfront because everything that follows might make it sound like she has. She hasn’t. She’s rearranged her mornings, handled events alone, picked up the slack on weekends when I disappear for three hours, and done all of

Google’s search results are now so bad that appending “reddit” to every query has become a mainstream coping strategy. People are actively routing around the search engine that was supposed to be the gateway to all human knowledge, because the results it returns are AI-generated summaries of SEO-optimised listicles

In a trial covered by Platformer, KGM’s lawyers have likened social media platforms to a “digital casino,” offering visitors irregular dopamine hits via infinite scroll, autoplay videos, beauty filters, and algorithmic recommendations. Slot machine-like features, they called them. If anything, the comparison is generous to the casinos, at least

"The loser has more in common with the winner than with the person sitting on the sidelines." - James Clear There's a version of this post where I pretend to have some deep insight about this quote, wrap it up in a marathon metaphor and serve

There's a David Goggins clip that keeps doing the rounds where he talks about staring at his shoes for 30 minutes before getting up and going out the door for a run. The man everyone holds up as the pinnacle of mental toughness, dreading the thing he'