Whenever boredom strikes, I tend to find myself drawn to the dumpster fire known as social media, where I can indulge in political controversies, pointless dramas over insignificant things and, of course, memes. The lifesource for many of my age.
However, I had found myself questioning my sense of humour one day, when I laughed at a picture of a horse poised on a balcony, with the name "Juan" printed below. Of course, this picture was nonsensical, and shouldn't have even been considered funny. And yet there I was, bawling in laughter at the meme. Why was this? Had my humour degenerated to the point where needed to be booked into a mental hospital?
That was not the case. Upon closer analysis, I realised, and this applies to many other things as well, that the reason I found this image humourous ultimately led to one thing: something I like to call the "hivemind."
In a world where we have never been more connected with eachother, there were bound to be gaps and seperations to emerge between the older and younger generation. Humour has always been defined and controlled by the older generation, but with the arrival of the internet, more and more the younger generations seem to take controls simply due to the fact that they are more well versed in the controlls on thier phones.
Thus, they are the predominant voices on the internet, and what they consider as comedy goes. And alas, they have decided that incoherant clusterfunks of random words and pictures should be the new cool.
And so the hivemind follows. Your friend laughes at these memes because the internet does, and you do because your friend does. Soon, you may even find yourself laughing at them on your own accord. This is how it spreads, like a contagious virus it replaces the norm of traditional comedy with a new, evolved form. Beware, previous generations. Your end has come.
