For me: -My big sister's friends circle. -Some Discord communities, including one was frequenting long before it moved to Discord and one specifically designed for neurodivergent people.

Let's be clear: i'm not saying conspiracies doesn't exist. By conspiracy theories, i mean the plots whose existence is at best highly unlikely, at worst totally senseless, notably if: -They are breaking the laws of physics. -They are too costly (logistically and/or financially) to be profitable. -They are defended by untrustworthy sources (populist or cult leaders, random people, celebrities without expertise in the concerned domain, parodies taken seriously,...). -They are often involving far-right's scapegoats. -They are involving a large amount of people. -They reject science by principle. -The interests of the supposed conspirators are unclear or incoherent. -Their so-called proofs are incoherent, manipulated or are proving nothing at all. -They would be funny if they were published as parodies in The Onion.

I'm the human of a cat named Piccolo, because when he was a kitten, he meowed like a little flute.

For me, commercial social medias: they make money by spreading hate, violence, authoritarianism and misinformation.

I remember what made me quit facebook, way before it became Meta: the TV serie Person of interest. It gave me a big awarness of the scale of mass surveillance. I already had the project to quit because of Zuck's shenanigans and the lack of interest i had in the platform, but this was the last straw for me.

I had a drum that was stored on a huge wardrobe and was pretty unstable. One day, as i opened the wardrobe, the drum fell on my head. I laugh about it today because fortunately, the wound was not as severe as i though at first.

I was running for my train. After entering in the station airlock, for a reason i still can't explain, i turned right instead of continuing straight ahead and BAM, i hit a glass with my face. Now i have a little scar, fortunately hidden behind my eyebrow.

Needless to say i'm talking about the oversimplified and misleading version of the Schrödinger's cat paradigm, where he is both dead and alive until you watch it. I don't have a job but i follow theater courses at an academy. And my improvisation is both funny and awful until i show it to others.