I am sad.

I am sad.

People saying EA is dead.
EAs dissociating with EA.
”An outdated term”
Outrageous. But is it?

I am sad.

Sam, what have you done to us?
What have we done to ourselves by playing along?
Ambition is useful. But where has humility gone?

I am sad.

Should I even?...
Instead of being proud to be a part of this...
...should my EA org even admit being EA?
What will people think of it?
Is EA a PR hazard now?

I am sad.

Doubting whether EA is even good.
How has it come to this?
EA was supposed to be a beacon.
The light in a world many people consider dark.

The spoils of power.
The spoils of not living up to our own standards.
What can be build can crumble.

I am sad.

Everyone jumping the meme train. We have created our own ladders of prestige to get stuck in.
Do people even have their own opinion? Do I?

Where has agency gone?
Doubting if my idea is EA enough to be worth attention. As I should be.
Forget this.
I take the easy path. Easier to climb someone else’s ladder than to create my own.
Only the cool kids are allowed to do something new.
Except, no, everyone is. And they “know”. But they do not know.

I am sad.

I remember what we were.
I have never known a more open, honest, and virtuous community.
A genuine joy to be in.
Not what it used to be.
Don’t blame Sam, though.

I am sad.

Should I even try to rescue this colossus, or let it die?
If it would at least die gracefully and quietly, being grateful it happened....
But no, it would scream and shout and then mumble in pain for years, seeking it’s glory days.
And it should.

I am sad.

It was so great, though! Perhaps the greatest idea to have ever been thought.

How can there be anything better, in principle, than to try to do the best we can,
and using the best tools available to humanity to uncover what that is?
What better thing there even could be than follow this abstract ideal?

But people are not the ideal. The movement is not the ideal.
Such is life. Mistakes were made, mistakes will be made. It was to be expected.
But it did not have to kill us.

I am sad.

Will we ever rise again?
Have we even fallen, though?
I am confused.

I am sad.