Modern life, it complicates. Inequity accelerates. Things break down beyond repair; the obsolescence plan beware. Waste not, want not, thousand cuts, compromise or make a fuss. But even if you manage change, you’re losing something in exchange.

Elitists preen and then applaud their use of us as corporate fodder. How they make their problems yours: offer harm instead of cures. Download our app, and like, subscribe. Type your password a million times. Delete account, why can’t you see you must accept our policy?

It’s called the creeping normality, gradual banality, unremitting slow lingchi, transactional brutality, progressive angst and misery, degeneration by degrees, unhappiness continuous, by a thousand little cuts.

The new normal is always shit. Just keep calm and hit submit. Nothing works, not even us – out of action clustercuss. Don’t tell me it’s just a phase. Might as well be end-of-days. Face the facts you have no guts – eviscerated, thousand cuts. Hollow folks dehumanized. Our lives co-opted, gamified. Argue over trivia, despondence spawns invidia. Complain, dissemble, pot of crabs. The Occidental up for grabs. Desperate for community – a tribal trap not unity.

It’s called the creeping normality, gradual banality, unremitting slow lingchi,
transactional brutality, progressive angst and misery, degeneration by degrees, unhappiness continuous, by a thousand little cuts.

Broken, multivariate: we’re the fragmentariat. Nothing pure, no bona fide. Instead of praise, it’s hue and cry. The system rules and we’re just cogs. TV dinner: boiled frogs. The world won’t end with whimper bang, but incremental Sturm und Drang.

It’s called the creeping normality, gradual banality, unremitting slow lingchi,
transactional brutality, progressive angst and misery, degeneration by degrees, unhappiness continuous, by a thousand little cuts.