Is there a way out? Perhaps it lies in a kind of media asceticism . Not a Luddite rejection of screens, but a conscious, difficult choice to engage with entertainment as art rather than content . That means watching a film and not checking your phone. Listening to an album all the way through, without skipping the "slow" track. Reading a novel that challenges you, not one that merely validates you. It means demanding discomfort, ambiguity, and the risk of being bored.