A LITTLE BIT OF A TUMBLER

dawsonscreek-info:

i take post internet extremely seriously
i want to do this video where i claim ownership of it
because everyone else abandoned it
like i’m fully aware that the divide between the inside and outside right now goes between those who acknowledge the term and those who don’t
like i should say that i don’t care for it
or don’t understand it
like true punks don’t call themselves punks
or something
but first u should consider how ridic all movements are
like i get all the critique applied to it
but it’s like
“impressionism” doesn’t hold up either
or “minimalism”
like post internet collapses into ridiculousness only as much as any other overarching definition
and there’s a huge disparaty between the impressionists too
prob esp. from the inside
like it looks kind of cohesive now
because we don’t pick up on the details as well
i think artie’s essay was an ok summary
i also wouldn’t get stuck on the “post internet” term
like there needs to be some monicker
and that’s the one that stuck
it’s about as inane as r’n’b
but what’s memorable and what’s like “good” are separate
like ppl wanted everyone to start calling it internet-aware art
or some bullshit
but post internet just sounds hot and annoying
which is better
i think it’s ridic to think that people could push their politically correct definitions onto other
s
unless those definitions are even hotter
like i think post internet is somehow like
stumbling upon this weird nerve
that runs super deep
and post internet is annoying enough to provoke the nerve
it’s like “new wave”
i think asking what it means is kind of absurd somehow
like french new wave could maybe mean truffaut, godard, resnais, varda
maybe post internet means laric, rafman, novitskova, whatever
i mean i don’t think there’s cohesion
in it
at all
but it’s still somehow a movement
more than anything else is right now
and people’s desire to craft a narrative out of that is what will make it real
haha
weird monologue rant
thingy
i just somehow get agitated
i feel like post internet is my crippled child
i feel possessive / protective of it
because i always thought it was a good laugh and was shocked how quickly it got dropped
or like, how SERIOUS people are