u/oliverpalma

linkedin somehow became a worse instagram than instagram itself.

at least on instagram you know what kind of shit youre signing up for. people post whatever they post, you follow them if you want, if not you just go somewhere else.

linkedin is different. the shit is everywhere and after some time it starts getting into your head.

you see some guy getting 700 likes on every post and you think f-ck, maybe this guy knows something i dont.

then you check his work. then his cases. then his website. and youre like… what the f-ck is going on here? it is a classic successfull success kind of shit, but in a "serious community wit serious faces.

then you discover all these the same people commenting on each others posts, the yellow profile pictures, the same formulas spreading everywhere.

“what x taught me about y” “i failed. heres what i learned” “nobody tells you this about leadership”

at first you laugh at it. then 3 months pass. 4 months. 5. and one day you catch yourself writing exactly the same f-cking post.

of course you explain it to yourself. mine is different. mine has an actual idea. mine is deeper. im just using the format because apparently the format works.

but thats bullshit too! you accepted the rules of the game. you surrendered.

has linkedin done this to you too or did you somehow manage not to become one of them?

In one thread, a guy asked something innocent. He had a full day between flights at SVO Airport Moscow, Russia, and wanted to know whether he had enough time to visit the Kremlin.

Everyone explained the trains, routes, timing, etc.

I wrote: bro, given the war situation, think twice before leaving the airport. Save time, money and stay safer.

That comment was downvoted so hard my karma almost stayed at Sheremetyevo without me;)

Here’s what I don’t understand.

If I put myself in OP’s shoes, he ends up receiving mostly the answers people know won’t be punished. So he gets only the socially approved part of reality. An unpopular answer disappears, even when it contains a risk worth considering.

Technically, downvoting isn’t censorship. But when an opinion becomes invisible and the person who expressed it loses karma, which can prevent them from posting in some communities, the practical result starts looking quite similar.

People come to Reddit for candid opinions. Users learn to protect their karma. Low karma limits where they can speak. It feels like a closed circle.

Sorry if this is a basic question. I only recently started using Reddit actively.

And yes I very disappointed, cause Ive heard that the reddit is the only place in internet where you can fin valuable information, after we know what happened to insta and fb.

I’ll be grateful for every unpopular opinion. Also for every opinion explaining why mine is bullshit.

Thank you.

hey everyone,

i got tired of trying to find a linkedin engagement group in telegram without endless spam, shady promo drops, and low-effort scammy posts. at some point you realize you don’t even want to like that content, and honestly you don’t want those accounts liking you either.

so i created my own group - lnkdn_nggmnt

no bullshit. no fake engagement pods. if you’re building something serious and actually working on your linkedin content, drop your posts. if you have something meaningful to say, say it. if not, let’s not dilute the space.

maybe someone here knows a genuinely solid group and i’ll happily join instead. if that happens, mine can just stay a small circle for friends.

either way, join, share, invite others. i doubt i’m the only one who’s tired of the current “engagement” ecosystem.

UPDT OF 2026.08.09

PLS CAREFULLY READ THE RULES BEFORE POSTING.

IF YOU DONT FOLLOW THEM, YOU WILL BE BANNED IMMEDIATELY.

IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS, DONT HESITATE TO MESSAGE ME DIRECTLY ON TG.

“Hey, what time is the Monoprix in my neighborhood open until tonight?”

“Midnight.”

At first I’m like, wow, great news. Then I look at the map.

“What the hell? That’s not in my neighborhood at all. That’s Montparnasse. That’s a 15-minute power walk. Are you kidding me?”

And I can feel myself getting genuinely annoyed while walking. Why the hell did you do that? I said in my neighborhood. Was that unclear? Are you doing this on purpose?

And then I catch myself. Doing what on purpose?

It’s not sitting somewhere in a virtual office with its feet on the desk thinking: “Let’s send Oleg to Montparnasse. The man could use a walk before bed. Those 10,000 steps aren’t going to walk themselves.”

It found a Monoprix that matched part of the request and proudly dropped it in front of me like a cat bringing home a dead sparrow.

That’s it. No intention. No plot.

So I collect my emotions and ask again, this time without swearing:

“Did you understand me correctly? Mo-no-prix. In. My. Neigh-bor-hood.”

“Sorry. The nearest one is on Le Corbusier and closes at 9:30 tonight.”

Fine. Got it. I won’t make it.

I give up and go for my evening walk. Then I pass Le Corbusier.

Monoprix. OPEN. Until 10. For fuck’s sake.

And again, I understand perfectly well that nobody is trying to screw me over. Nobody has a motive. ChatGPT isn’t some scorpion from the frog-and-scorpion joke going, “What can I say? It’s my nature,” because I made fun of it three conversations ago.

But the emotion is real. Human.

The funniest part is that I apparently try to educate it. I want it to understand my emotional state. To understand my pain. To accept its role in causing it.

As if, if I explain myself properly, somewhere deep inside the model a tiny digital employee will take off his headphones and shout: “Guys, alarm! Oleg is unhappy. We need to rethink the whole approach. NOW.”

With a person, at least there’s a chance they actually did something on purpose. Maybe they’re lazy. Maybe inattentive. Maybe passive-aggressive. Maybe they slept badly and decided your evening should be worse too.

But here I am on a summer evening, breeze in the air, standing in front of an open supermarket and being angry at a chatbot as if it personally closed one Monoprix and opened another just to watch me vibrate.

And then I realized I do exactly the same thing with people.

I say “in my neighborhood,” but in my head that means one particular street, tonight’s weather, how tired I am, and the exact distance I’m willing to walk. And somehow I expect another person to receive the entire package.

“Come on, it’s obvious.”

No.

They understood what I said. I wanted them to understand what I meant.

And that’s how you end up walking fifteen minutes toward Montparnasse.

“Hey, what time is the Monoprix in my neighborhood open until tonight?”

“Midnight.”

At first I’m like, wow, great news. Then I look at the map.

“What the hell? That’s not in my neighborhood at all. That’s Montparnasse. That’s a 15-minute power walk. Are you kidding me?”

And I can feel myself getting genuinely annoyed while walking. Why the hell did you do that? I said in my neighborhood. Was that unclear? Are you doing this on purpose?

And then I catch myself. Doing what on purpose?

It’s not sitting somewhere in a virtual office with its feet on the desk thinking: “Let’s send Oleg to Montparnasse. The man could use a walk before bed. Those 10,000 steps aren’t going to walk themselves.”

It found a Monoprix that matched part of the request and proudly dropped it in front of me like a cat bringing home a dead sparrow.

That’s it. No intention. No plot.

So I collect my emotions and ask again, this time without swearing:

“Did you understand me correctly? Mo-no-prix. In. My. Neigh-bor-hood.”

“Sorry. The nearest one is on Le Corbusier and closes at 9:30 tonight.”

Fine. Got it. I won’t make it.

I give up and go for my evening walk. Then I pass Le Corbusier.

Monoprix. OPEN. Until 10. For fuck’s sake.

And again, I understand perfectly well that nobody is trying to screw me over. Nobody has a motive. ChatGPT isn’t some scorpion from the frog-and-scorpion joke going, “What can I say? It’s my nature,” because I made fun of it three conversations ago.

But the emotion is real. Human.

The funniest part is that I apparently try to educate it. I want it to understand my emotional state. To understand my pain. To accept its role in causing it.

As if, if I explain myself properly, somewhere deep inside the model a tiny digital employee will take off his headphones and shout: “Guys, alarm! Oleg is unhappy. We need to rethink the whole approach. NOW.”

With a person, at least there’s a chance they actually did something on purpose. Maybe they’re lazy. Maybe inattentive. Maybe passive-aggressive. Maybe they slept badly and decided your evening should be worse too.

But here I am on a summer evening, breeze in the air, standing in front of an open supermarket and being angry at a chatbot as if it personally closed one Monoprix and opened another just to watch me vibrate.

And then I realized I do exactly the same thing with people.

I say “in my neighborhood,” but in my head that means one particular street, tonight’s weather, how tired I am, and the exact distance I’m willing to walk. And somehow I expect another person to receive the entire package.

“Come on, it’s obvious.”

No.

They understood what I said. I wanted them to understand what I meant.

And that’s how you end up walking fifteen minutes toward Montparnasse.

hey everyone,

i got tired of trying to find a linkedin engagement group in telegram without endless spam, shady promo drops, and low-effort scammy posts. at some point you realize you don’t even want to like that content, and honestly you don’t want those accounts liking you either.

so i created my own group - lnkdn_nggmnt

no bullshit. no fake engagement pods. if you’re building something serious and actually working on your linkedin content, drop your posts. if you have something meaningful to say, say it. if not, let’s not dilute the space.

maybe someone here knows a genuinely solid group and i’ll happily join instead. if that happens, mine can just stay a small circle for friends.

either way, join, share, invite others. i doubt i’m the only one who’s tired of the current “engagement” ecosystem.

UPDT OF 2026.08.09

PLS CAREFULLY READ THE RULES BEFORE POSTING.

IF YOU DONT FOLLOW THEM, YOU WILL BE BANNED IMMEDIATELY.

IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS, DONT HESITATE TO MESSAGE ME DIRECTLY ON TG.

so, here’s the thing. i’ve been living in paris for a year now. it’s not that i’m unsociable, and it’s not that i’m an introvert, but i can say this quite plainly: i barely talk to anyone.

somehow, zoom calls and phone conversations with people i know or clients, who are now scattered all over the place, seem to be enough for me.

i understand perfectly well that this isn’t okay. a whole year has passed. i understand that i’m slowly deteriorating socially, and yet somehow i keep thinking it’s fine. wtf

there’s always something to do. go and look at another calder at the fondation lv. listen to another houellebecq audiobook. sit on a bench in some garden and read jacques prévert.

strange thing is, if i lived in almost any other city i used to live, amsterdam, kyiv, or especially somewhere like new york or moscow, i’d feel like i had reached the absolute bottom of life. i’d probably be depressed and suicidal. but here in paris, somehow, i’m okay.

i walk around père-lachaise, talk to graves who also have no one to talk to, and think: well, at least i’m not alone.

this is just a cry from the heart and an attempt to understand what’s happening to me. thank you. and if anyone feels like throwing tomatoes at me, please do. i would too.

hi! can anyone recommend free french courses in paris,
where i wouldn’t feel like stepped in into the wrong door, if you know what i mean?

perfect scenario is to find a group of people who really loved french culture long before he visited france for the first time.

i’d be grateful for recomms for paid courses.

i’ve lived here for a year now, and knowing three prévert poems more or less by heart and singing along to barbara pravi can no longer be excepted!

merci et bonne journée!

Dear friends, what is going on with Facebook?

Lately, no matter what I write or how I promote it, it feels as if nobody sees my posts.

Then, about once a month, something suddenly explodes. A post gets shown to a random 300,000 people, I get a wave of new followers, and then everything goes silent again. Two, three, four, five likes.

So what is actually happening with Facebook? Is there any way to influence this from the outside?

I do not spam. I mind my own business and write content that people clearly find interesting, judging by the popularity of some of my posts.

But the gap between the posts that take off and the ones that disappear completely is honestly putting me into a state of shock, melancholy, and a growing desire to delete the whole account and be done with it.

THX

hello everyone, i’m completely new to tattoos, but i feel like i’m finally ready.

when i think about getting one, i realise that the tattoo itself is not the only thing that matters to me. the act of doing it matters. the decision matters. the process.

i don’t want it to be public. i’m not doing it to show anything. it’s for me.

so i started wondering if there are any techniques or inks that make a tattoo almost invisible.

the only things i managed to find after a couple of hours of searching, including GPT's deepsearch, were:

- white ink tattoos

- and some kind of glow-in-the-dark / UV inks.

but to me that still feels a like another form of showing off - look, i’m different, but in a more hidden way.

maybe there is something i don’t know about. maybe some of you have experience with this, or know artists who work with very subtle, almost invisible tattoos.

would be very grateful for any advice.

have a good sunday everyone.