Where Have All the Fun Articles Gone? Because Fuck You, That’s Why.
By: The Zeitgeist Editorial Team
Remember fun articles? You know, back when the worst thing you had to worry about was some clickbait like “10 Nostalgic Toys That’ll Make You Cringe With Delight” or quizzes to figure out if you were more of a “Rachel” or a “Monica”? Simpler times, right? Before every single headline felt like getting slapped in the face by a wet bag of existential dread. But now you’re here, slogging through yet another piece telling you how everything’s gone to hell in a handbasket. Why? Because fuck you, that’s why.
The truth is, we’re not really mad at you. It’s just that the world’s become such a flaming mess, it’s hard not to see everything through a haze of frustration and rage. You want happy articles? Fun, fluffy content? Well, sorry, sunshine—those days are dead. Every last scrap of feel-good material got tossed out the window around the time Elon Musk decided to take Twitter (a flaming shit pile) and somehow make it worse. Because that’s the real tragedy here, folks: Twitter was always a garbage fire—full of trolls, bad hot takes, and arguments over who the best Avenger was—but it was our garbage fire. Then Musk rolled in, puffed up his chest, and turned it from a flaming shit pile into a racist, sexist, transphobic, homophobic shit pile. And you know what? He’s proud of it.
You see, we used to be able to wade through the muck of Twitter and still find our weird little communities. The snarky memes, the rants about terrible bosses, the odd moments of solidarity with strangers. It wasn’t perfect, but it was ours. Then Musk put his grubby little hands all over it and turned it into his personal troll farm. And now, what used to be the internet’s chaotic town square has become a hellscape of hate speech and circle jerks for edgelords. We used to get into arguments about pineapple on pizza—now we’re dodging bots spreading neo-Nazi propaganda. So, yeah, fun’s off the menu.
But let’s not give all the credit to Musk. He’s just the latest billionaire who decided to shit where we eat. There’s Mark Zuckerberg, turning Facebook into a surveillance state with just enough baby photos to keep the Boomers hooked. Steve Huffman, that corporate husk who’s been gutting Reddit from the inside out, turning a once vibrant, user-driven community into a sterile, ad-riddled wasteland. And let’s not forget Jeff Bezos, who’s single-handedly turned retail into a brutal dystopia where the only thing faster than his delivery times is his rate of worker turnover. And, of course, there’s Richard Murdoch—sorry, Rupert. Gotta get it right—who’s been so busy pumping propaganda into Fox News viewers that he probably doesn’t even notice the smell of our collective sweaty ball sack brushing up against his reputation. But hey, that’s what you get for poisoning entire generations with fear, racism, and conspiracy theories.
Look, these people aren’t geniuses—they’re parasites. And the internet? That was our turf. The one place we had to scream, connect, and try to make sense of the madness. Now it’s just another playground for billionaires with too much money and too little restraint, jerking themselves off while the rest of us choke on the fumes. And while they’re busy hoarding islands, launching rockets, and buying up every inch of digital real estate, they keep feeding us bullshit about “working hard” and “believing in the system.”
Here’s a wild idea: maybe it’s not us that’s changed. Maybe it’s you. Maybe we stopped writing fun articles because you stopped wanting them. See, you’re not stupid. You know the world’s gone to shit. And somewhere deep down, between the lines of those clickbait fluff pieces, you could sense the bullshit. “How to De-Stress While Working 60 Hours a Week” doesn’t sound like helpful advice—it sounds like someone trying to gaslight you into accepting misery as the new normal. So, yeah, you stopped reading, and we stopped pretending things were okay.
But here’s the kicker—this isn’t just about one generation. Every generation is getting a raw deal. Boomers? You’re pissed because your retirement plan went up in smoke and now you’re grinding out shifts at a job you were supposed to leave behind 15 years ago. Gen X? You’ve been overlooked, ignored, and shafted more times than anyone can count, and you’re the generation that coined the term “Whatever.” Millennials? Saddled with student debt, high rent, and advice like “skip the latte” while you can’t afford healthcare. Gen Z? You’re growing up in a world that’s a goddamn pressure cooker of expectations and anxiety. And Gen Alpha? Hell, you’re barely out of diapers, and already there’s a new war or crisis every five minutes. And guess what? You’re gonna be the ones cleaning up the mess while Boomers die off peacefully in their suburban homes and Millennials drink the dregs of what’s left.
So no, we’re not handing out lollipops and happy endings. Because what’s the point of pretending it’s all okay when, spoiler alert, it really isn’t? That’s why fun articles are dead. The only thing that’s alive and kicking right now is rage. Anger. Disillusionment. We’re not gonna try to wrap that in a neat little package for you with a motivational quote at the end. No, we’re leaning into it, because if we’re all gonna be in this mess together, we might as well scream into the void together.
But here’s where we don’t want to lose you. See, we’re not trying to drag you down to the depths of despair. That’s not the point. The point is that we want to remind you why you’re pissed off in the first place: because you give a shit. Because deep down, there’s still a spark of hope—otherwise, you’d just scroll past this and numb out on TikTok for the next two hours.
That’s the dirty little secret, isn’t it? If you’re still reading this, it means you haven’t completely given up. And neither have we. Yeah, we’ll throw out the fuck-yous and rage pieces, because we need to vent—just like you do. But underneath all that? There’s something else brewing here. Call it hope, call it defiance, call it whatever you want. We’re pissed because we believe it can get better, and we want you to believe it too.
We’re not just angry because we’re bitter—we’re angry because we see the potential. Because this world is fucking amazing. We have enough food, knowledge, and resources to feed and house everyone. We’ve got the means to create art, build communities, solve disease, and explore the goddamn universe. But instead of leaning into that, we’ve got the rich lining their pockets, siphoning off the best parts of humanity so they can keep playing Monopoly while the rest of us try to hold on to something worth living for.
So, yeah, no more fun articles. But it’s not because we don’t want them—it’s because we want something better. We want something real, something true. And if you’re still here, still reading, then maybe you do too.
So stick around. Rage with us. Build with us. Because we’re just getting started.
Oh, and seriously—give us some money. This hope ain’t gonna fuel itself.