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My personal website is “out of the bag.” Meaning, it’s not a private thing shared among 3-5 friends anymore; I excitedly shared it with Essay Club yesterday (60 people or so). I am leaking it prematurely because of the giddy hope, that personal websites are the new paradigm for writers, an escape from the enshittified commons. But I have to admit that I haven’t thought through two important questions yet, so here it goes:

1) Does this kill discovery?

If I were to instead publish all my ideas in real-time on Substack notes, would my audience grow more? Probably. The reality is we all self-censor ourselves in public feeds, in a thousand different ways, so it’s not like all of this could naturally emerge in feed. I tried this in January. I killed my logging practice with the goal of trying to just do it all on Notes. For two weeks, I was able to post spontaneously, but I find that if you ever stop momentum, it’s very hard to get back out of your head and into that groove. Overall, I just wrote less. I wonder if there’s truth to the idea that all writing practices grow/incubate/evolve better in semi-public spaces. It’s not that you should ignore the occasional blast. It’s that there’s a natural progression of nurturing ideas.

Another angle is, “I’m not interested in audience growth,” which is true because it’s not motivating for me, but I am in several ways entangled by growth, meaning, a complete lack of growth could threaten the sustainability of my writing. And so a middle ground is to incubate on my website and then selectively drip ideas through notes and newsletters. I could do a weekly or bi-weekly digest, Austin Kleon-style (“10 logs from last week” + essay visualization + updates, etc.). Not as sure how I would do it on Notes. Daily? Sporadically? Something else? Either way, this brings back the whole "public-to-private bridge" concept from Write of Passage. I think some people abandoned websites and just accepted the feeds. I know in 2023 I shifted entirely to Substack thinking it could be my entire digital home, but now it feels like rented land.

So my website gets maybe an A- in unlocking my writing practice, but only a C in growth, but maybe it’s a B in conversion? As in, if someone spends a lot of time on my site (and people have told me they’ve spent hours in my logs), they’re more likely to trust me—due to the sprawling, unoptimized, honest nature of things—and more likely to get a paid subscription or join Essay Club? Unexpectedly, personal writing could be a more honest and more effective form of “marketing” than strategic value-focused content (“Are you in hell? Well I’ve got the thing for you…”).

2) Is there risk in having all my ideas public?

Now that I’m in my own place, relatively unchained, saying what I want, and reading and writing about political science a bit more (I have a draft comparing Karp’s Technorepublic to Leviathan by Hobbes), I’m a bit paranoid to share ideas so openly. It’s hard to imagine facing any real-life consequences for the words I write; I’m just a nobody! It feels hubristic to think that I’d be considered a threat to the state for my thinking, but maybe these thoughts are natural, considering we’re being pleaded to accept an AI-powered surveillance state in exchange for security. (It's not that I think any of my writing is particularly rogue, but let's say I start thinking through a scheme to organize a million swing state voters to rally around a single-issue voting boycott in order to pass a bill on election campaign reform, you can see how democratic ideas might seem threatening to a state.)

It’s effortless for a state agency to scrape the Internet, build psychographic profiles on its citizens, and give them a “loyalty score.” Let’s imagine they also have an “influence score” too, determining how much sway you have over your citizens. If you have medium levels of loyalty and influence, you’re probably not being actively monitored; but if you have extremely low loyalty (L=5/100), it’s a threat even if you’re low influence (I=0) because you might be a terrorist; but also if you have extremely high influence (I=95), and even slight disloyalty (L=45), then that’s a risk too. And if it’s not the state absorbing my context, it could be independent actors scraping my site to clone me and do what they will…

I guess the point is that AI creates such a leverage over information, that you’re own personal data becomes extremely valuable. It can be leveraged not just by you, but anyone who has it. A personal website of an unfiltered nature is a higher-resolution signal than a social media profile where most interactions are shallow.

Grasping at a solution_

If all these concerns are justified (and maybe they’re not), then what are the practical methods of maintaining privacy? I’ve already written ideas about security gates and embedding-based encryption, and that’s all technologically neat, but it creates friction for the readers! Maybe that’s okay? But then this ignores the “entangled with growth” constraint from above…

And so maybe the Third and only way through is to make the encryption solution that is both an alluring and enjoyable UX for the reader.

This starts by understanding how websites get scraped, building solutions to avoid it, and then shaping them to be reader-first. You can only really do this by scraping yourself. I’ve scraped full portfolios from Substack in two different ways, and even a decade’s worth of Marginal Revolution posts. At a minimum this means avoiding RSS and HTML, which this (current) site already violates (ie: it’s ideally on a server and requires permissions to load).

Scrapers can prevent against automated gathering; but not against a person or agency that has already found your site and is willing to sit through slower and manual methods to extract information. A defense here would require gating and admin approval, another hinderance. There is something here about taking monetization dynamics (paywalls) but reinventing them for privacy’s sake. Maybe the way around this is to only encrypt a portion of the content, say 50%, with cryptic previews of what lies beyond (either through titles or redactions or chaos).

To try to synthesize this all together, what if a website were a video game?

Website as gamified maze?

As smart as today’s AI’s are, they still can’t beat Pokemon. They can transform text and code better than the world’s best engineers, but if you ask them to navigate an environment where vision and long-term memory are required, they bomb. Pokemon has very simple inputs too: 4 navigational directions and then a Click/Cancel boolean. If you were to make it more challenging, with inputs that required hand-eye coordination, that could solve two problems: it scrambles existing scrapers, and creates a novel UX.

I also sense there’s something to turning a website into a literal maze, not just an overwhelming sprawl of hyperlinks, but an actual video game you have to navigate through (it would be neat if somehow notes were semantically distributed across a map so there are “towns” of ideas). Can friction be made gamified, exploratory, enjoyable? Maybe it’s not only a matter of walking around, but solving puzzles/riddles at gates to advance deeper into the labyrinth to find more sensitive ideas. Maybe some gates require passphrases, or interactions with me. There could even be a minotaur at the center who holds my deepest memories, aspirations, and fears and if you can kill the Minotaur you get the passphrase to my Bitcoin wallet.

I have some neat prototypes for a personal website, but now I actually want to build a stable backend, one that can serve me for 5-10 years, or more (100-year hosting would be ideal), and persist among many different UI or platform changes. This means I’m trying to think forward to where the Internet could be by then. This involves extrapolating a current trend to its extremes, and even if you don’t know for sure it will happen, it’s good to have comfort in knowing you’re protected from extreme edge cases.

The one top of mind is the death of the open Internet. This goes way further than “the dead Internet theory” which only covers the proliferation of bots and slop. This is about bad actors being so leveraged that it becomes dangerous to have any public content of yourself, in text, image, video, or audio. ie: Any hacker or frenemy can clone you and do what they will. Or maybe a rogue government can analyze your psyche and determine your "loyalty score" is only 35% and shadow ban you from getting a mortgage. I will not get into specifics here of the likelihood of different cloning, phishing, or surveillance schemes, because all that does little but bring you to madness, but my point is that if you want your website to be a 5 million word 1:1 representation of your mind (in all it's vulnerability), it's worth designing for the most paranoid future possible (like how engineers design bridges for earthquakes that will likely never happen).

One response to all this is cyber-defense. At the absolute minimum, this means locking most things behind a gate where only the approved can get through. A more clever, technical solution is to share encrypted “coordinates” that represent the semantic nature of an essay, and then let people surf through prompting and approval gates. An even more extreme idea is a mostly-private site with a kill switch, which involves (a) signing in once per month to mark "I'm alive," and also (b) giving my wife a secret key to type in when I die, which then releases all private material. Obviously this throttles reach, but isn’t there psychological value to limiting your audience anyway? Montaigne wrote alone in a tower for a decade, and so if the approach is to use writing to steer you life and mind, at the detriment of audience growth, then this might be the way to go: a literary labyrinth accessible to maybe your 30 closest friends and anyone else via application who can prove they are not a ghoul.

The other alternative is to embrace the weirdness, that no matter what, we will all be rendered through a schizophrenia filter, with no choice but to relinquish control over the non-canonical or rogue versions of ourselves.

I'm ashamed to admit that a meme on Sora got me to laugh and cry so hard that my head was in pain and I had to close the app. It was Martin Luther King’s “I Have a Dream Speech,” but AI replaced the text with the script from the meme of that 4-year-old who can’t describe his dream (“Have you ever had a dream that you, um, you had, your, you— you could, you’ll do, you— you want, you, you could do…” etc.). There is something about seeing a great American orator mumble endlessly that I apparently can’t handle. Technically, I “made” this meme, which makes it worse, like I’m laughing at my own jokes.

What makes Sora an incredibly weird experiment is that, in 10 seconds, anyone can upload their “likeness.” Basically, you spin your head around, you say some words, and you get a photorealistic avatar that you can lend to your friends so they can prompt you into absurd situations. Of course, Sam Altman is one of the default avatars available. 50% of the app is Sam Altman fan fiction. You will find him stealing graphics cards from Target, smoking weed and saying “we’re cooked,” debating Cartman in court, using Pikachu to power a fusion reactor, etc. Also if you like Pikachu, there is now infinite Pikachu content. It is all very dumb, but it is endlessly novel.

This feels like a preview of a culture who only communicates through Superbowl commercial skits. I hope it doesn’t work, but I fear it might. I assume most people are questioning “why would anybody make their likeness public?” The answer is attention. I imagine that, within a week or two, Sam will have the montages and metrics to sway influencers and celebrities. It will be pitched as the new way to engage your audience: “let them create through you.” They know they can’t use the likeness of real people; I wonder if the point of this app (a wrapper over their underlying video model) is to get people to hand over their identity for free.

I am debating if I should delete this from my phone (I don’t allow any feeds on my phone … except Substack), or, if I should lean in, sell my likeness, and write about the consequences. This feels like an essay-worthy moment, but I can’t find the terms and conditions, and I get paranoid when I imagine the possibilities.