The Ick is the Moment.

2025: year of the Ick. Calling it now.

The ick is having a moment.

I’ve recently sensed icky themes floating around, and went about drawing up some of the shivery feelings they evoke. And, when all read together, they form an uber-vibe: in this case, some kind of unwholesome, unclean uneasiness. I’m not saying I took the correct temperature of the zeitgeist, but I saw a few small bits of a bigger picture, and it’s a drab scene.

Now is the era of the ick.

1: Things feel spooky.

2: Things feel dead inside.

3: Things feel like pranks.

4: Things feel like heavy, overheating laptops.

5. Things feel like Rube-Goldberg coping mechanisms.

6: Things feel prematurely doomed.

7: Things feel banally pathetic.

8: Things feel like Reno in the summer.

9: Things feel unsolved.

10: And things seem to be about to happen.