I wish I were some sort of so-called "Bro" in this age of brotherly dominion. A tech bro or a finance bro if possible, as they seem the most successful genres of bro. But the socio-economic landscape is ever shifting, particular fraternal fortunes can wax and wane in the blink of an artificially intelligent eye, turning bro against bro, Cain versus Abel live streaming on your favorite digital platform. So who can tell which bro enclave is most stable and secure? I've never been a prophecy bro, so don't ask me.
I guess I could be a blog bro, no doubt the lowest of the low when it comes to bros, so I command no respect, I wield no power nor exert any cultural influence. In fact, writing a blog probably makes me more of a "sis," if you know what I mean. Or perhaps we bloggers are so despised that we can claim no sibling solidarity at all. We are the black sheep of the modern family, embarrassing outcasts, not even invited to weddings, funerals or corporate buyouts celebrations. So I wish I were a Bro.
No, you (and I) are even lower than a mere blog bro/ sis - as the pros are all now at Substack, monetizing their blogorrea with "paid subscribers". Us, gratis-dispensers-of-mind-wanderings, command nothing at all...not even readers, it seems.
Posted by: Tatyana | January 31, 2025 at 10:29
I think the Substack subscribers who pay will begin to dwindle once the writers run out of anything new to say. I feel that's also true of Podcasts, which, unless they are news focussed, are already running out of subjects. Then there will be something new, of course. Possibly holograms of people expounding on the same subjects all over again but in the 'new format'
Posted by: stephenesque | January 31, 2025 at 13:39