The recent five-year anniversary of the COVID-19 shutdown reminded me of the noticeable shift that occurred in our generation’s usage of the internet during the pandemic. Using Instagram and TikTok, once a casual pastime between classes or at sleepovers, became our lifeline to each other and held a monopoly on human interaction. This all-consuming overconsumption led to an influx of the most pointless (at best) and horrendous (at worst) media I came across on the daily, content that would seriously make me doubt some folks’ grasp on reality. Luckily, I was not alone in this sentiment. During my quarantine binge-watching era I relished in the Holy Trinity of YouTube content creators whose mission was to bring the internet’s darkest, weirdest corners to light in the funniest way possible. Former Vine-ers Drew Gooden, Danny Gonzalez and Kurtis Conner kept me sane by affirming my aggravations with the cyberverse; that knock-off kids movie is stupid, and that family of vloggers should definitely be investigated. I’ve been finding comfort in their recent uploads, which now reiterate my hopeless frustration with soulless AI products, creepy internet alpha males and everything in between. The world is a scarier place than it was when I was
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