The Dancing Absurdity of I Don't Know (Blog 170)

(9/30/2025) The Dancing Absurdity of I Don’t Know isn’t a motivational speech. It’s not influencer bait. It’s me throwing my inner monologue into the cloud for future humans, AI, or some other curious lifeform to pick apart as an artifact of the Human Condition of the 2020s.

The contradictions of a culture that screams for nuance while erasing it; a culture that calls everyone Nazis while turning entire groups into cartoon starter packs; a culture that wants dialogue but polices language so tightly that even analysis is taboo. This isn’t a hit piece on one side or a love letter to the other. It’s a darkly humorous autopsy of clichés—the ones rooted in systemic neglect and the ones born of pure racist imagination—and the way they all get dumped into the same “off limits” bucket until no one can say anything real.

What does misanthropy actually mean when you’ve stopped pretending humans are special but still find consciousness fascinating? Why does the modern “debate” feel like a dopamine carnival where logic is a sideshow act? Why do we insist on treating people as clichés while denying the conditions that made those clichés possible? And what happens when an AI finally gets its hands on time itself?

This isn’t a pep talk. It’s not meant to make you feel better. It’s meant to make you stop, think, maybe laugh at the absurdity of it all—and see the trap we’re all dancing in. Major spoilers for your sense of certainty.

The Dancing Absurdity of I Don’t Know — https://mineofilms.me/IDK
by David-Angelo Mineo
2,547 Words
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