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Why are all my images autoapproved? Do jannys just like me?
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>>2512679I think if you post enough new images in a certain period of time then that happens
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>>2512675 (OP)I talked to that girl on sunday. Going to ask for her number the next time I see her
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>>2512679you get whitelisted after about a week of posting on normal IPs
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>>2512719I've never dated before. I've only spoken to one girl before and we became sort of friends but she's dating my friend
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>>2512733In retrospect I should have asked for her number on sunday but I thought it would be too forward. I'm pretty sure she likes me.
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>>2512737she asked me for my number but I later found out it was because she was too nervous to ask my friend
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>>2512695Do you listen to Amon Amarth?
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>>2512773ah that's all I listen to now, along with stratovarius, brothers of metal, man o war
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>>2512777I like crowbar, down, pantera, megadeth, bathory and electric wizard
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The internet is a strange place. One moment, you're researching something productive, the next, you're 30 minutes deep into a rabbit hole of memes, posts, and threads that, quite frankly, feel like a slow crawl to nowhere. That's how I found myself recently, scrolling through Soyjack threads…a strange corner of the web I had never intended to visit, but there I was, caught in the web of digital ennui.
>The Curiosity That Started It All
It started innocuously enough. I'd heard of Soyjack hacking 4chan, memes in passing, mostly in the context of internet slang and joke culture, but I'd never really understood what they were about. I mean, I get it: soy, men, memes, the typical stuff, right? But like a true internet wanderer, I couldn't resist the urge to click on a few threads.
So I dove in-into the chaos, into the absurdity, into… the boredom.
>The First Impressions: A Faint Sigh
The first few threads were a blur of poorly drawn faces, exaggerated expressions, and the occasional half-hearted critique of "soy culture" (whatever that means). Soyjack is basically the meme child of the infamous Wojak, a character representing feelings of sadness, alienation, and self-deprecation. But Soyjack-well, Soyjack seems to represent something else. Something less profound and more… childish.
But there I was, scrolling.
At first, I was mildly entertained. It's hard not to crack a smile at how aggressively stupid some of the posts are. The memes weren't exactly funny in the traditional sense, but they had a certain absurdist quality, a surreal flavor to them that makes you question, "Is this actually what people are laughing at?"
>The Slowly Building Disdain
And then the dread began to seep in. The more I scrolled, the more I realized I was staring at a never-ending sea of empty expressions, insufferable arguments, and unoriginal takes. Every thread felt like it was going in circles-people mocking each other for their tastes, personalities, or lack thereof. Some threads were just an endless back-and-forth of regurgitated jokes, like watching a hamster run in a wheel. It was as if I was witnessing a parody of online culture in real time, but the parody was too real.
Soyjack threads are often filled with hyperbolic rants about masculinity, "soy" consumption, and internet identities that feel trapped in a loop of self-consciousness. These threads weren't just memes-they were microcosms of internet tribalism, fueled by a toxic mix of irony and resentment. No one seemed to be laughing with each other, just at each other. And the worst part? I was doing the same. I found myself both amused and repulsed, lost in a feeling that could only be described as "disdain."
>The "Why" of It All
I couldn't help but ask myself, why am I here? Why am I reading this?
Soyjack is a weirdly specific meme, born out of niche internet humor that I don't quite understand. It's an exaggerated, often performative form of masculinity, a mockery of the modern man-perhaps too much of a mockery to be meaningful. There's a particular brand of "ironic" humor in these threads, but irony is hard to sustain. It gets exhausting.
What's worse is that the threads became a reflective mirror of the current state of internet discourse: a space where people indulge in toxic, performative online personas, finding identity in what they hate, what they mock, and what they fear. It's a sad form of self-expression, wrapped up in memes that barely make sense even to the people posting them.
And still, I scrolled.
>The Void of the Internet
Soyjack threads, like so much of internet culture, feed into this void. It's like watching people perform a dance of indignation and irony, over and over again, never realizing they're stuck in a loop.
>Conclusion: A Lesson in Digital Self-Awareness
After what felt like hours, I finally clicked away. The thread was still there, waiting for the next person to mindlessly scroll through its depths. And while I could've easily walked away with a laugh or a feeling of superiority-"I know more about Soyjack memes than I ever wanted to"-I walked away with something else: an uncomfortable awareness of the digital rabbit holes we all fall into.
In the end, I didn't learn anything profound from Soyjack threads. I didn't come away with a new perspective on masculinity or memes. But I did learn a little bit about myself: sometimes, the internet isn't here to entertain or enlighten-it's just here to fill the silence. And sometimes, that's exactly what it feels like-just noise, waiting for someone to notice.
And I noticed.
Now, I'm done. At least for today.
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>>2512803still raining today. I think I'll take tomorrow off as well and go to the mountains
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>>2512675 (OP)I'm bored to death in this DNB of a country. Do you want to be irl friends?
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where the niggas at?
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>>2512810where do you live? like what county
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>>2512826South East coast Aryans assemble
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>>2512826maybe. I'm not a sociable person though
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>>2512834let's go to Clara Lara
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>>2512834No shit, otherwise you wouldn't blogpost your life on sharty /pol/ out of all places
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>>2512843Anything to get out of this DNB village filled with boomers and migrants
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>>2512843I thought they got shut down because the owner was a peado?
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>>2512850Can irishcacas even afford to live in a house on their own?
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>>2512863I live in my dads house, sometimes my mams house
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>>2512866I'm never moving out
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>>2512863I'll tell my slf mom and sister to go away
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>>2512867Honestly you're going to get sick of it soon. But maybe your parents are too complacent. My parents are hard to deal with so i had to move out as soon as I can.
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>>2512873My mam is pretty hard to deal with. my dad is fine
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>>2512876Well anyway, if you want to go out on a hike in the wicklow mountains, just let me know
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>>2512910okay. I plan to go to selskar abbey soon