Social media’s pointing fingers again
and the echo chambers are rumblin’.
People who live in worlds
shrinking within Reddit
are frothing at the mouth
with logical fallacies
and fabricated sources
that they’re still convinced
destroy your argument
no matter how many times
someone has to realitysplain them.

The same blender
of ad hominem labels
and strawmen goons
go to war on the battlegrounds
of buzzwords and bigotry
while ‘Fake News’ flies
every which way, both as
cries against disagreeable truth
and actual misinformation,
not to mention the trolls
getting their jollies
yoinking on your foibles
to keep the follies falling.

Not me, though,
not anymore.
When the new phone asked
what apps to reinstall
I declared
Fuuuuuck no to Facebook.
Writing this poem reminds again
to reduce Reddit to memory;
maelstrom media’s gonna miss me,
but I won’t be missing it.
We’re purifying the newsgathering
talking to real people
having real conversations
engaging with the real world.

And the effects are instant.
I’m more at peace with myself
if not exactly at peace
with the way things are
but when the shit’s
not in your face so much
everything smells a little bit nicer–
think I’m gonna stay here.

‘Cause you’re never gonna change a mind on the Internet
but you’ll certainly change your soul
going outside
and touchin’ some grass.