The satire of Camus is completely lost in the modern world. Now I can both bored and over-stimulated all at the same time, thanks to social media and the endless feed.

We have squeezed contemplative thought out of our day like squeezing a lemon. What husk remains is (like this post) performative. https://cdn.nostrcheck.me/570567b4698910c624f96cddba71dd244e746a8d582ca1359c4fcf3fb26f354e/cf559079146a0eb22661d49f407c6db7e83f8f4e5a326e4999454342d08e4698.webp