Being A Digital Ghost

The Devil Dancer's Daughter by Gate Mudaliyar Amarasekara (1883–1983)

People basically think I'm dead because I don't use WhatsApp. WhatsApp is basically the phone system in Sri Lanka, especially across the diaspora, and what businesses and even schools use for basic communication. I don't use it for moral reasons, but that basically puts me in the afterlife already. People think I'm dead or have left the country. I'm a digital ghost.

Why don't I use WhatsApp? Because it's owned by Meta, which is Facebook, which sucks. Their main product sucks and it's easy enough to abandon that, but given late-stage capitalism, they were able to hoover up products like WhatsApp and Instagram and make them suck also. It's such a big black hole of capital that almost nothing can escape, unless you're in another orbit (like China) or want to wander around lonely, like a rogue planet. But I have, for my own cussed reasons, chosen the latter.

I say WhatsApp is evil because it's free and the greedy ghouls running it are obviously harvesting your souls as the product. 'Israeli' firms openly advertise being able to crack and track it and the whole Western tech stack is corrupt. They use this stuff to target journalists and civilians and blow people up and I want none of it. Not because I'm one of those people, but because I simply consider it a moral horror to be associated. I fear God and I just don't like using evil stuff or dealing with obviously evil people as much as possible, which I fear is not enough. I'm more of a deliver me from Evil person, than a Delivery From Evil! person. There are other apps. I don't need my convenience lubricated with blood.

Devil Dancer’s Granddaughter, Muvindu Binoy, 2021

The price for thinking about the next life is that it's like I'm dead already. Parents won't make playdates with my children, businesses struggle to do business with me, even my own family doesn't include me in stuff. My mind is remarkably clear and I get in zero online fights, but there is a cost. I do miss out on stuff. You can observe pretty well as a digital ghost, but it's a struggle to communicate, and people struggle to reach out. It's really as easy as downloading another app, but for most people this is as obscure as staging a seance. I'm really in another world.

A few people have downloaded apps (WeChat, Telegram, that honeypot Signal) to just to talk to me, but most people won't. They are serfish to WhatsApp and their King is Convenience. And I am, as they say in America, off the reservation. I hate the King and I hate convenience. I'd rather live in my own dirt and yell at cars from the side of the Internet. A friend said my ideal app is one that's Chinese and only lets me communicate with Hamas and that's about right. In my mind, convenience is highly suspicious. What is good is usually inconvenient. Children, for example. Or cooking. Or learning. To me convenience is a sign of the Devil's work, and I don't fuck with that jerk. But they really seem to run the White world, and as I'm cursed to speak English, it's like I'm dead already. I'm a digital ghost.

Boo!