The Culling: Instagram – update!

As of tonight, my Instagram account has been “deleted”. I put that in quotes for a few reasons:

  • I can cancel the process by logging in within the next 30 days, which could happen accidentally if I am very dumb.
  • I would not be surprised to learn that Meta does not actually delete user data, but just “hides” it while still keeping the sweet, precious bits and bytes for harvesting.
  • They say it can take up to 90 days before the account is truly gone, which means we could be on the verge of spring and it might still be hanging around in the ether.

Regardless of all that, I have purged the account and do not intend to go back.

I will never deliberately use another Meta product again. There are only a few companies I deem vile enough to warrant a total boycott, and Meta is probably #1 on the list. I’m sure Mark Zuckerberg will be crying himself to sleep tonight. In his bed made entirely of money, in his giant money house.

This, of course, came into my inbox moments later:

The Culling: Instagram

It turns out the last time I posted to Instagram was July 30, 2023, over 16 months ago. That seems to be a good indication of how much value IG brings to my life currently.

I downloaded my data–786 MB worth–then made a post today, announcing I would be nuking the account (more precisely, I used the metaphor of sending it into a black hole). Yes, I could just leave the account alone, “just in case” but I looked over the last few notifications and it appears that sexy bots with strange names are liking my posts. That makes me feel a bit icky. I’m pretty sure I do not need validation from sexy bots with strange names. I will not miss the site.

In a few days, I’ll go back and delete the account. I’m giving the handful of people I had “friended” there a little notice. Do I miss their posts? I mean, maybe a tiny bit, but not enough to keep me active and willing to post on a platform and through a company that sees genocide as a fair trade for engagement.

If I really want attention for my photos, there’s always Pixelfed or some other site or service. But I am finding a kind of unnameable pleasure in stripping away these sites and platforms that attract billions (of sexy bots). Maybe I’m regressing to my teen rebellion stage, pushing off the man, or the mainstream, or whatever. The mental headspace it clears up is nice, and the bonus is I no longer have that insufferable teen angst to go along with the rebellion. It’s just pure rebellion now, baby!

Here’s a photo of the sun-dappled Brunette River I took yesterday that you won’t find on Instagram:

Another thought on social media and how I use it

As I’ve mentioned before, the only social media I really use anymore is Mastodon, but even there I’ve retreated mainly into the role of lurker, occasionally liking or boosting posts, and sometimes replying. I rarely create a post, and it’s mainly because I don’t really know anyone on Mastodon. On Facebook or Instagram, there are people I know–family or friends. I originally used FB like many people, to keep in touch with these people.

Toot be or not toot be

Facebook is a massive dumpster fire now, so while there are still lots of people there who I know IRL1I dislike the term “In Real Life” but can’t come up with anything better., I don’t care to keep in touch with them because I tend to keep my distance from dumpster fires.

Instagram was mainly where I posted bird photos, but I’ve pretty much stopped doing that and IG is a dumpster fire, too, it’s just a slightly smaller bin.

But as I pick and choose who or what to follow on Mastodon, I find myself asking more and more, what is it I’m looking for? Have I turned into a U2 song? Have I still not found it? Am I looking for something I will never find?

I think it’s possible, and the broader implication is that maybe social media is just not for me. Maybe it never was, and it only became obvious once I’d retreated from most, but not all, of it.

On Mastodon, I follow a few people ‘n things:

  • The hashtag #sketch
  • A few tech people (skewing to Apple, just because there’s so many of them)
  • The hashtag #linuxmint
  • A few political people or people who post about technology/politics
  • A few others I’ve discovered along the way, due to their photography, or just their writing on assorted topics

Generally, this gives me a decent mix of stuff that doesn’t get too bogged down in any one area. #sketch is lightly used, so there’s never too many posts to go through. Half of the ones for #linuxmint (and ther aren’t many) are in languages other than English, so I could probably drop that tag (I tried following #linux for a time, but it gets too much traffic, as one might expect on a nerd-centric platform like Mastodon). The others are a mixed bag.

Mastodon itself is fine. Some people are Very Serious or get easily offended. Some seem to easily offend others. It’s probably picked up some of the worst parts of Twitter, but has fewer tools for people to manage who can interact with them and their posts. Improvements are allegedly coming, but it’s been almost two years since the exodus from Twitter and now Bluesky, which is effectively a Twitter clone, but more “fun” is picking up users while Mastodon treads water. There seems to be a level of crankiness on Mastodon that I’m noticing more, probably related to the above-mentioned lack of tools, or related issues.

I don’t care about which site is more popular. Mastodon is big enough for me, but more often now, I find myself just scrolling through and feeling unsatisfied. There are jokes and cogent observations and talk about the Fediverse, and it’s all fine, but…unnecessary? I think the only thing I’d really miss are Chris Silverman’s bizarre and utterly fantastic Apple Notes sketches, and I can always check the notes.art site for those.

Then I think about the last time I lost myself in a sketch. It’s been a while. And I wonder if I’m just passing time scrolling and scrolling, and getting very little out of it. So maybe it’s not even Mastodon, it’s just me falling into a lazy habit and unwilling (so far) to escape out of it.

More on this later as I continue pondering.

Instagram: Don’t fear the dark (pattern)

In case for a brief moment you thought the people behind Instagram weren’t committed to being awful, check this TechCrunch article on how they have changed the daily time limit option so that the minimum time before you can have the app warn you to take a break is now 30 minutes, instead of 10, and also made the longest option (3 hours) the first one at the top of the list.

I don’t know that the people designing this stuff actually believe they’re fooling anyone, but they are bad and should feel bad. I can’t wait for everything Meta owns to crash and burn.

Instagram quietly limits ‘daily time limit’ option