MSC is my personal website for
stuff I create, things I enjoy, and to connect with you. It is like a club, a club for magic snails.
What is the deal with this website?
I think this is more fun. I wanted a venue to do the things listed above,
but other platforms weren't cutting it.
Other sites and apps had come to feel like
being duct-taped into a dysfunctional amusement park ride.
Perhaps this story sounds familiar to you?
Dissatisfied social media user showing mixed signs
of persistence and exhaustion with platform, September 5,
2025 [Mahmoud Jibneh/Reuters]
Larger platforms that used to be somewhat
fun had gradually begun to feel like willfully crawling
into a monetized hydraulic press with IDF ties. Everything
cool or interesting has been interred below a evergrowing
landfill of slop, which I'm no longer strong enough to dig past.
In this undated file photo an aerial view of Mark Zuckerberg (at Meta’s Gallatin Data Center in Tennessee) is seen preparing to absorb user information alongside his weekly nutrient admixture slurry [Charles Akkawi/AP/File]
Between the moldy grout of the grid, all that is left is:
> aesthetic sterility
> fweaky surveillance
> inconsistent censorship
> AI data absorption and training
I'm down for a random feed of things I could dig (in theory) but it is unavoidably 90% ragebait, booby time, podcast clips, and AI slop now.
If we are friends offline, it would be my pleasure to help you build
a simple silly site for yourself.
