Here we go again…
I guess I have Elon Musk to thank for this.
If you’re reading this in 2022/23, then you’ll know exactly what I’m talking about. If, by way of what I can only imagine were a string of unfortunate events, you’re reading this in the future, well…please…abort. I implore you to find a hobby. I hear knitting is fun.
So, Elon crashed Twitter, which then crashed the internet, which then created an exodus to Mastodon, which then meant I just had to spend 3 days building a blog because of course there’s no other more normal, measured response for a developer in a time of crisis than starting yet another project to add to the long list of Things I Really Should Make™.
But, it does pose an interesting question: why in the world did we all just allow this fruitcake, and indeed all the fruitcakes that currently own huge swathes of the internet, to well, own the internet? I’m sure we’ll work out this conundrum right here together, but before all of that, let’s take a few steps back.
I’m Ryan. Hi. Lovely to meet you. This is my blog. You probably knew that already. I’ve decided to give writing long(er)-form a whirl. We’ll see how it goes.
This isn’t without precedent. I’ve written for Shutterstock for a while now, and whilst I enjoy what I write there, it tends to land on the more technical side. And, quite frankly, I have opinions at the moment. So, here we are.
I looked into Substack and Medium, and all the rest of it, but again, while I enjoy these services very much, I’m not sure I want my words to live behind a log in window or to prop up a corporation’s bottom line. So, again, here we are.
Like I said, I have thoughts. Most of it nonsense, banal, and probably uninformed, but occasionally, a rare find. I’m trying not confine the subject matter too much, but I’m assuming at this point that I’ll be discussing topics such as design, technology, music, and fashion.
Interesting bedfellows, right? I’ve lived a few lives at this point, and having ADHD, my interests stack up like garbage in a landfill site. If I were a Silicon Valley type, I’d likely have framed this as ‘the intersection of technology, liberal arts, and garments for the modern man’, or something equally as frightful, but I’m from Yorkshire in the UK and we don’t talk like that. We talk like this.
So, if even one of those subjects float’s your boat, stick around. I can’t promise Einsteinian levels of insight, but I’m guessing you didn’t mistake this for The Lancet.
Thanks for dropping by, though, appreciated, and hopefully not a complete waste of your time.
Oh, and seeing as it’s the 90s all over again, there’s RSS. No expense spared around these parts.