REAL POST: State of the Wolfsmashing Address: 2026

My fellow Americans,

Just kidding. I have no idea who you are or where you call home. But doesn’t every “State of the Whatever” address begin like that? Let’s do a Q and/or A:

Q: Where have you been? Are you ok? I’m concerned about you.

Thanks for that. After over two years of creating satirical articles for OJ WOLFSMASHER DOT COM, the burnout finally hit, as did the unrelenting Sameness of what I was posting. Clickbait, by its very nature, becomes irrelevant very quickly. It’s only a matter of time before the new hot issue gets all the attention. But these issues are all the same because the form doesn’t change, or at least only superficially evolves. “This one weird trick” becomes “BREAKING:” becomes “‘How Dare you!’ – so-and-so CLAPS BACK” and so on ad infinitum. It’s all the same thing – spinning a narrative to try to manipulate the thoughts and emotions of people to try and justify your hatred. It’s pathetic, it’s pervasive, it’s quixotic, and it needs to be seen for what it is.

Looking back at my articles, I’ve said pretty much what I’ve wanted to say in this format. When I look at the terrible AI pics, the clickbait titles, and the snappy excerpts, I am satisfied. This was the vision. Mission accomplished. (cue the banner behind me) I might still have some left in me on things that are truly interesting and new – stay tuned lol!

What’s up next? A little more ambition, and a lot more work. Probably more videos. Something I’ve wanted to do for a while is make individual accounts for my beloved AI Authors on these dying platforms. Using AI slop to lampoon AI slop has always been my focus at OJ WOLFSMASHER DOT COM, and that will not change.

Oh – Did you know? Your internet is dying. Surely everyone understands this. Putting your real life ID into an extremely hackable government or corporate database is like step 50 in the long road to internet oblivion. Make plans to get out soon.

Lastly, I’d like to thank my website hoster for hosting my website, and not telling me to take anything down.

Sincerely for once,

Wolfsmasher (OJ)

P.S. – I love you.