The thing about occupying Zucotti Park with your babies in 2011 is that they are really fun to celebrate with in 2025 when a South Asian Muslim, African born immigrant, democratic socialist wins the primary for NYC Mayor after they canvassed for him.
How many long expanses of time alone with small children could I have filled with connection (for both me and them) if social media actually served a purpose that was social? How many generative, conspiratorial conversations could I have had?
Here me out: an app that, instead of showing you the cool things your friends are doing without you, shows you which of your friends are sitting around bored just waiting for you to spontaneously invite them over for chai.
