I asked the public to send me anonymous confessions. I learned some terrible truths | Rob Manuel
I set up a Google form as a safe place for people to let rip. But it’s given me disturbing new insights into humanity in all its filth
It was my friend Chris who started me off. He does like a moan. “I miss the old internet,” he whinged, “I miss going on message boards and complaining about my job and being able to say what I liked without fear that I’ll get cancelled.”
Chris has a point. It’s not that Chris is hiding awful opinions and needs to be chased off the internet, but who can argue that migrating everything to social media hasn’t created a perfect storm where a cathartic bit of grumbling can create terrifying consequences?