Why I Love/Hate Substack
It depends on your point-of-view, of course
I’m relatively new to Substack, and love the ease and elegance with which it lets you write and share your musings and reflections. Little by little I have won a couple of hundred (free) subscribers, and one of my casual comments on another substack post received almost 300 hearts and plenty of restacks. That feels good.
But then I turn to my inbox, which is out of control… I’ve been careful when selecting which substacks to follow, but the list of unread emails nagging for attention is growing faster than I can open them, looking more like a fast-growing weed than anything else. Hitting the delete button is becoming a whack-a-mole game.
I’m drowning in the flood of reasonable and sometimes brilliant opinions. I love them mostly, but I’m a human, not a ChatGPT. I need somebody to filter and sort, what used to be the job of newspaper and news editors, but they are far and few between. There is a comfort in reading/watching an edited product, where a team of humans have prepared your intellectual/political meal for you.
In the severely discombobulated, but hopefully short, era of Kim Jong Trump, I try to avoid watching news on TV, I even limit my exposure to MSNBC, but now and then I take a peak just to catch-up. It’s actually relaxing to listen to Chris Hayes and Rachel Maddow.
Where does that leave me? Well I love/hate my substack entrapment.
I need another cup of Joe.
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Besides The Nordic Link, I write the following substacks:
I’m Adding Sunshine to My Paint: Harald Sandberg’s Path to the Arts
Jag blandar solsken i färgen: Harald Sandbergs väg till konsten
Subscriptions are free, for now.