We’re nine days into 2025, and it’s already full of exhausting levels of controversy before we’ve even had a turnover in power in my home country of the United States. We’ve seen resignations of world leaders, wars continuing and getting worse and worse (you know where), the owner of Twitter continuing his tirade of lunacy and demonstrating why the billionaire class is not to be revered, California ablaze with a horrendous and large wildfire, right wing thinktanks developing plans to out and attack Wikipedia editors as any fascist-friendly organization would do, Meta rolling out and rolling back GenAI profiles on its platforms, and, just yesterday, the same Meta announcing sweeping changes to its moderation policies that, in a charitable reading, encourage hate-based harassment and abuse of vulnerable populations, promotion and support for disinformation, and other problems, all of which are so profound that people are talking about a mass exodus from the platform to…somewhere. It’s that last thing that brings me back to the blog today. Since the takeover at Twitter, social networks have been in a state of chaos. Platforms have risen and fallen — or only risen so much — and nothing I would call stability has formed. Years ago, I (and many others far more popular than me) remarked that we’ve ceded the territory of self-owned or small-scale third party spaces for massive third party platforms where we have minimal to no control or say and which can be stripped away in a tech-scale heartbeat. By putting all our ducks into a bin of unstable chaos, we’re also expending our time and energy on something that won’t last, requiring us to expend more time and energy finding alternatives, rebuilding communities, and then repeating the process again. In the present environment, that’s impossible to ignore.1 This is all rather reductive, but this post is not the place to talk about all the ways that social networks have impacted control over our own spaces and narratives. Another time, perhaps. I similarly don’t have space to talk about the fact that some of the platforms we currently have, however functional they may be, have placed many of us in a moral quagmire, as in the case of Meta’s recent moderation changes. Another time… ↩
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Science Fiction Dreams: What do you dream?
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I usually don’t remember my dreams. But when I do, they are weird. Take, for example, one of my more recent dreams:
For some strange reason, I and a bunch of friends — whose faces I can’t remember — were transported by an unknown party to a semi-real replica of Earth somewhere in the vicinity of Cassiopeia. I say semi-real replica because parts of the world that I was able to explore looked exactly like the hill my grandma lives on. In any case, somehow we were sent to this planet, in which strange, tattooed humanoid people — who refused to speak to humans — drove around in camper trucks and Winnebagos. And then there was the crazy lady in the tiny white Nissan truck. I managed to flag her down and ask her for help and she explained to me that we should all watch out for the Green Nothings, the apparent villains of the dream. And then she got on a motorcycle, drove off a cliff, and landed on top of a Winnebago half-submerged in the ocean, where a boat full of Pops and Fruitloops (among other brands of cereal) floated.
Is that not a weird dream? I also dream about zombies. Specifically, the zombie apocalypse, in which I, for some odd reason, become a bit of a hero due to my mad skills in zombie killing.
In any case, dreams are a wonderful way to come up with ideas for stories — or at least to explore your subconscious brain, where crazy happens to live. But the one thing I’ve always had trouble with is trying to understand why my dreams happen. That is: what sparks these little details? Why did I dream about Green Nothings and biker chicks and Winnebagos? I haven’t thought about a Winnebago in years, as far as I can remember. And I don’t want one either. And why Cassiopeia and a semi-real replica of Earth? What crazy thing is behind all of this?
I don’t know, and I’m sure you don’t know either, but it makes one wonder…
So here’s the deal: I want to know what kind of crazy dreams you have had. Leave a comment. And if you know what my dream is about, leave a comment about that too!
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