The Internet is (mostly) only as bad as you make it. While the algorithmic “feeds” of many websites are biased to serve you ever more radical content, if you consistently interact with cool stuff, you’ll usually end up with a decent homepage.
Here’s another fact about life: I’m single! That means that I have no one in particular to send all the most amusing stuff I find online to. If it’s to do with baby animals (and their LESBIAN CO-PARENTING CAT MOMS), I can send it to my mom. Memes go to friends. But the best stuff that crossed my path ends up piled in my saved tab for no one in particular, waiting for the day when I’ll have a receptive audience.
THAT DAY IS TODAY
(this is so important, this one right here that I can’t embed for some reason)
Behold, enjoy, luxuriate, bask in the richness of my internet perusals. Click. Fix your algos!
You’re welcome
Lizzie
PS - a horror story that’s also a very fun song
The school of rock story deserves a follow up.