We seek it out, I think. Sometimes I get to feel like it’s just all social manipulation. We’ll serve you up these ads, maybe I’ll like something you post, maybe I’ll ignore something else. There’s a line in a song “you do you brain surgery, too, momma, with a monkey wrench”. Sometimes that’s how it feels. Just being willingly manipulated in this direction or that, by people who aren’t thinking of me, first. And that is, as has been pointed out recently, the problem. I’m not putting myself first. And I’m suffering the consequences, I think, at the hands of those who are thinking of themselves, first.

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