The Internet Isn't Dead. It's Just Wearing a Fake Mustache and Asking You to Buy Supplements.
The internet is not empty; it is crowded with fake neighbors, synthetic applause, and suspiciously eager collagen customers. AI makes it cheap to manufacture panic, consensus, and a comment section that wants you furious until 2:14 a.m. The useful question is not whether a sentence has a robot soul, but who made it, what it wants, and whether you can inspect the source. Label the parrots, punish the fraud, and stop calling the fog machine “community.”