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“They gave you a platform.
Then they made you perform for it.”
If Web1 was the wilderness, Web2 was the walled garden.
Centralized platforms replaced static sites
Social networks replaced forums
Algorithms replaced discovery
Monetization replaced meaning
This was the era of likes, followers, surveillance, and scale. It was sleek, addictive, user-friendly—and subtly colonizing.
You could post anything. But you no longer owned anything.
Web2 turned data into gold.
Feature | What It Meant |
Facebook, Google, YouTube | You became the content |
Terms of service | Consent without understanding |
Cloud platforms | Your life lived on someone else’s servers |
Engagement algorithms | Your attention trained for manipulation |
Ads + data mining | Monetization at the cost of sovereignty |
It wasn’t just about services—it was about behavioral prediction and control loops.
The internet had become a mall.
And you were both shopper and product.
Let’s be honest—it wasn’t all dystopia.
Global communication became instant
Creative tools became democratized
Anyone could go viral
Design became intuitive
APIs and SDKs exploded development
But every gain came with a loss.
You could post—but you could also be banned.
You could build—but only within someone else's sandbox.
Web2 taught us to be creators—without sovereignty.
Control Vector | Impact |
Platform monopolies | Innovation throttled, censorship normalized |
Real-name policies | Erased pseudonymity, enabled doxxing |
Content moderation at scale | Shadowbans, algorithmic silencing |
Monetization via platforms | Creators paid pennies while platforms printed billions |
Cloud lock-in | No exit path, no ownership, no privacy |
Web2 made the internet accessible to everyone.
But it came at the cost of freedom, identity, and intimacy.
It was the era of performance.
Of platform capitalism.
Of permissioned virality.
And the deeper into the network we went, the more the exits vanished.
Until a crack opened—blockchain, tokens, DAOs…
And something else began to flicker.
“They gave you a platform.
Then they made you perform for it.”
If Web1 was the wilderness, Web2 was the walled garden.
Centralized platforms replaced static sites
Social networks replaced forums
Algorithms replaced discovery
Monetization replaced meaning
This was the era of likes, followers, surveillance, and scale. It was sleek, addictive, user-friendly—and subtly colonizing.
You could post anything. But you no longer owned anything.
Web2 turned data into gold.
Feature | What It Meant |
Facebook, Google, YouTube | You became the content |
Terms of service | Consent without understanding |
Cloud platforms | Your life lived on someone else’s servers |
Engagement algorithms | Your attention trained for manipulation |
Ads + data mining | Monetization at the cost of sovereignty |
It wasn’t just about services—it was about behavioral prediction and control loops.
The internet had become a mall.
And you were both shopper and product.
Let’s be honest—it wasn’t all dystopia.
Global communication became instant
Creative tools became democratized
Anyone could go viral
Design became intuitive
APIs and SDKs exploded development
But every gain came with a loss.
You could post—but you could also be banned.
You could build—but only within someone else's sandbox.
Web2 taught us to be creators—without sovereignty.
Control Vector | Impact |
Platform monopolies | Innovation throttled, censorship normalized |
Real-name policies | Erased pseudonymity, enabled doxxing |
Content moderation at scale | Shadowbans, algorithmic silencing |
Monetization via platforms | Creators paid pennies while platforms printed billions |
Cloud lock-in | No exit path, no ownership, no privacy |
Web2 made the internet accessible to everyone.
But it came at the cost of freedom, identity, and intimacy.
It was the era of performance.
Of platform capitalism.
Of permissioned virality.
And the deeper into the network we went, the more the exits vanished.
Until a crack opened—blockchain, tokens, DAOs…
And something else began to flicker.
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