#bystanderculture: Fragments of An Understanding
Sherri Spelic

I almost agree with Michelle the tweeter and with this singular writer: Yes, indeed, we’re on the train, though not as passengers, not as bystanders.

As fuel.

Or, if you prefer an agricultural metaphor over the engineering one: fodder.

Or, if social media is closer to your experience than either transportation engineering or farming, here’s a further analogy for the usefulness of “the masses” to the snow-white fat cat sitting on his perch: eyeballs. They only need our eyeballs now, so they’ve done what they’ve always done: they’ve enslaved us, indentured us to downtown Internet, where their gargoyles can count our eyeballs which sell the advertisements that fill their coffers so they can easily afford to nurture their hungry brood: chirping Ted Cruz, screeching Paul Ryan, hooting Jeff Sessions and the tweeting Donnybird, all the while solidifying their grip on that most vile of human societal scourges: The illusion of freedom. With their silver spoons, the Koch bros and their frat bros eat our eyeballs for breakfast now. It’s much cleaner than putting us to work in their fields or their factories or their exchange floors.

We line up every day for our own slaughter as their dividends roll in.

Have you been investing in Bitcoin? Do you drive on roads using GPS? Do you click “yes” when an update is ready to install? Do you order products, hire services online? Do you “share” online? Do you watch TV? Do you wear a Smart Watch? Do you take prescription meds?

We still do have choices, but we have to dig up an old skill that’s in extremely short supply these days and being rapidly bought up by those wealthy men referenced in this article: decision making.

Find a good coach. I have, and I’m always glad to use my precious eyeballs to read her think pieces and at least attempt to stay woke.

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