Tragedy, Swipe Left

Discovering app-dating in 2016 was sort of like discovering hot yoga or a band called the Arcade Fire. All the think pieces about hookup culture had already been written, slagged in the comments section, backlashed and counter-back-backlashed ad infinitum. It was what I imagined someone in the late 1990s might have felt in finally succumbing to a Prozac prescription. Fine, okay, I give up. This is the way of the world now — like credit card finance charges or high cholesterol, yet another aspect of modern life warped by the demands of instant gratification.