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In a wonderful world of random blue check marks, engagement farming, social media clout chasing and general acting a fool, we find ourselves in the midst of the golden age of the death of social media. It’s failing us all. Every morning I reach out in hopes of some comedic value, as an escape from the dread of being unable to reach the vast majority of my own audience. Still feeding the beast that buries me daily in anxiety I continue my joyous doom scroll and do my civic duty of providing endlessly useless data to the advertising machines. No matter the damage, I still come crawling back to …