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 There are a handful of obsessive mania-types I can get along with swimmingly. Kleptos, heavy-drinking dipsos and nymphos to name a few. But at monomaniacs, I draw the line. Give me anything, anyone, at a social occasion — but not a one-topic conversation.   Why is it that the fewer interests people have, the more boring they become? One wonders what history’s great Renaissance men would have made of today’s crypto bros or blockchain fanatics. I pick on blockchain because, as with so many problems benighting the world, technology is to blame. I’m no Luddite, but I hereby shame content algorithms in the strongest of biblical terms saying, Verily, ye have spawned dullards.   Think about it: so reactive is the software behind your daily scroll that it shrinks your interests almost instantly. Click on a single video of an attractive redhead fly-fishing in Scotland, and you doom yourself to weeks of posts from accounts with names like GlasgowGingerbapsGrabsCod. Such curation seems like a helpful feature of modern life, until you realize it’s the reason all the media you........

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