In the Colosseum or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Ignore Platform-Brain
Platform-Brain is brutal. It is nearly impossible to escape. The Fediverse itself is an example: let's remake all the platforms... but more ethical? This was a bad move or at the very least, a missed opportunity.
Twitter is both horrible and perfect. Posts the size of a punchline plus the ability to @ anyone is a perfect cocktail for hot takes and dunking. But an "ethical" version of this is just... boring.
But boring is good. Boring is right, boring works. Boring clarifies, cuts through, and captures the essence of the evolutionary spirit. It's platform-brain that convinces us that we need the ethical colosseum, and it has a powerful lobby. One that can only be defeated by giving up reach, the dopamine of "likes," and ultimately, attention itself.
Good luck with that.
While writing discover I was constantly challenging my own platform-brain. No ethical retreads, just look at a problem and find the best way(s) to solve it. And let me tell ya... it was fucking hard.
As its "clever" name reveals: discover is about discovery. How do I find blogs I want to read? And given those blogs, can I build a non-algorithmic feed that takes the place of platform algorithms? The premise itself had me skating perilously close to the open ice of platform-brain.
"Likes" for example. People LOVE likes. And it is trivial to add a script that can track likes on blog posts in the directory. But likes are a keystone of the colosseum. Dopamine that rewards performance. Not evil in and of itself... until they become a measurement. Now you’re pitting the sword of a post about AI against the wood block of a post about 19th-century typography.
So I traded "Likes" for Mentions. If you REALLY like a post, link to it in a response on your own blog; your own platform. If this seems "boring" it's because it requires effort. Friction. It says: I read this, it lives alongside my own thoughts, and I’m willing to host the connection. It's the web's slow drip of dopamine delivered by the enemy of all platforms: RSS.
And my respect for RSS led somewhere completely unexpected.
I made a quiet rule: if a feed doesn't deliver the full post text—no snippets, no "read more," no clickthroughs—I don't add it to discover. Controversial? Maybe. I understand why people do this. All good. It just doesn't fit with how I built discover.
But the really interesting bit is this: writers who DO publish full-text feeds are the ones I really gravitate towards. These are the people writing for themselves and are clearly over themselves. These are my people and I'm curious what they have to say. This is the antithesis of Twitter's punchline economy; the proof that boring and generous include my favorite voices.
Is this... unreasonable?
To paraphrase Mike Watt: I welcome anyone to fork discover and curate to their taste; their rules. It's hilariously harder than it looks. If you do, hit me up. I'll add the ability to share playlists between instances (and also mentions). Federation by fork!
Wightbred and Brine definitely don't talk about AI, zine page counts, future warfare weapons that make you a wizard, whether Dark Secrets needs a hopeful counterpart and migrating off Discord. They also don't talk about AI some more.







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