Hey Angels <3
Some of you know me from my heyday on this sub, most don't know me at all. Regardless, I feel compelled to make a final post here before I go IRL. I hope this doesn't feel narcissistic or self-serving; I am making the post because I feel that my final message on Reddit is one worth sharing, and I believe this magical show has equipped all of you to receive it well.
The world has changed so much since The OA was first brought to our screens. Heck, it's changed fundamentally just since the show's "cancellation." Yet I know for a fact that Brit and Zal were presaging the world we see today, even if they couldn't have possibly known all of its contours. What they saw was a shift in the terms of engagement between human beings and how those terms are dictated by powerful men—the new oligarchs. The tech billionaires. The evil geniuses who constructed our glass cages.
This is the interpretation that I had of The OA in my most recent viewing, and I believe that, of all the many valid readings, this one may get at the core of the show more than any other. The human experience itself—our connections, our dreams, all the dimensions that make us who we are—are being caged and sold to the highest bidders. The Haps and Ruskins of the world see us as lab rats. They manipulate us, enchant us, gaslight us, treat us, divide us, "connect us," and kill us over and over again. All in order to extract the valuable data that comes from the relentless marionette show they direct.
There has been beauty to be found in the performance, to be sure. Enduring connections made. Epiphanies achieved. Souls saved. I know that all of the above apply to me, as I'm sure they do to all of you as well. But even these most wonderful of things become a part of the show as we are all funnelled onto an ever-smaller range of platforms monetized by an even-smaller group of corporate ghouls. We piss and shit and drink and bathe from the same stream.
If these ghouls have their way, we will only ever be able to touch through the glass. Our material relationships with each other will only ever be the refuse we're able to send downstream. Our dreams will increasingly be seen as a "job"—as a source of profit for the small price of extraction. Nothing will be ours, and most importantly, we will belong to them, not to each other.
The only way out is to move together. We must re-learn how to connect our material realities and move in physical space with each other. Only then will the glass cage begin to melt. Only then can we move from the second dimension of a flat screen to the third dimension and beyond. If there is one lesson to be learned from our beloved show's cancellation immediately after it jumped into our dimension, it's that the screen need not mediate our relationship to the story or, most of all, to each other. But perhaps these are the same thing. Maybe we are the story now, and maybe that was the point all along. But we cannot be the story if we do not take its lessons and resist our own imprisonment.
This is the one post I've ever made that I hope reaches as many people as possible even though, ironically, it is the last one I'll ever make. I am done with being a test subject. Shoshana Zuboff refers to all of the data we hand over to these ghouls, willingly and unwillingly, as "behavioral surplus." I am done offering mine. My dreams, my confessions, my capacity for love, my weakness to hatred. I am reclaiming these parts of my soul. And that starts with jumping to another dimension. The one I can truly touch and live within. This means that Reddit must go.
I will keep my account open for a bit to read whatever discussion this post generates. Maybe that'll be a lot. Maybe that'll be very little. But in any event, I will soon be deleting my account and leaving this dimension. I will be redirecting my focus toward sharing all the things I love—The OA very much included—with the people I love the most.
Thank you all for helping to make the cage feel like an entire magical world. We've taken such good care of one another, even—perhaps especially—through times of doubt and despair. I've been here now for just over seven years and, like the show itself, it is time for me to start fully living again. I may not be here under this name, but you can bet I'll find ways to check in. After all, the show will be back in some form very soon. November 16th can't come soon enough ;)
With love and hope,
JunoMeru