I have to agree. Brave's original reason for being was to work on a disruptive new model for media, one that's better for users, producers and advertisers. It looked good on paper, and I think many of us were just glad to see someone try something different. I think the dank cryptocurrency scene was the first thing to seriously undermine its core proposition when it comes to mainstream adoption, so much energy wasted on that BS. As far as I can tell, there was no reason it had to be a blockchain, and all of a sudden you're surrounded by a bunch of losers fluctuating between yelling about the moon and trying to steal their mom's TV set, foaming at the mouth in any case. "I'm gonna go over there", said almost everyone else. So, clearly the attraction to shiny objects was really there from the beginning. Then Search, VPN, "firewall", Playlist (Pocket? On iOS only?), now this. However many years on, core proposition adrift and still no good mainstream browser available.
There was an app called Timeful that got acquihired by Google who promptly shut it down. What that app did that was actually good was you could have a simple todo list and you could drag it to your calendar, just like your app. They went on and on about "AI" and how they were going to blow everyone's minds at Google, but all many of us wanted was just a good old drag and drop. Timeful was only on mobile, and had an extremely simple interface. I think it just had one view, tasks on top, today's agenda below them. Another important thing was that you could kind of set aside events in your calendar, so they would show up as just a line on the left side of the agenda view, for events that don't actually tie you up, so you can still put some todo in.
Common problem, I think. I wrote an Outlook macro that saves the email message to a folder and puts the link to it in the clipboard, then I just paste it into Vimwiki. That way in the mail application I can archive it, delete it, whatever. Works well also for those messages you want to save for some vague reason but have no related action item right now.
Well, I'm not a poetry buff either, but my superficial understanding is that a haiku is characterized by humour and ambiguity, so that it would leave you contemplating multiple possible senses, perhaps each one funnier or more intriguing than the next. And perhaps there would be some tension in understanding which meaning would be most intended, as it were. "...expressing much and suggesting more in the fewest possible words." (Britannica) I think a lot of contemporary haiku express little and suggest nothing.
Nothing wrong with the page or the writing there, I'm only saying that as the word is increasingly used in a more superficial way as I think is the case here, the historical form of poetry known as haiku has no name of its own any more, which becomes a problem especially in the age of search engines where present usage is all that matters.
I think many of us share the same thoughts you are describing, so thanks for sharing them.
The principle I'm trying to go by is: I'm sure there are plenty of great new books, new films etc, but I still haven't read/seen way too many of the classics that people have been thinking about for decades and even centuries. At least 30 years since first publication is the mark I joke about going by. Perhaps you might add "award-winning" and/or "still in print" to your search terms. For the most part, we can be trusted with keeping the best books around. And of course that's just the principle, not the reality, as you can infer from my having read this page.
I think if you read a modern non-fiction book about self-improvement you would get a dreadful notion of what a book really is and would be right never to want to read one again. There is no fluff in a classic, no such thing as skimming it or speed reading it, it's just a totally different experience.
So I might suggest going back several years into lists of books that won the Pulitzer prize, for example, or the Man Booker prize, things like that, and seeing if something piques your curiosity. Perhaps a truly good book that would fall within the "self-help" definition is "The Denial of Death" by Ernest Becker. It was probably the first good book I ever read at about 24 years old, and the first time in my life I experienced sadness at getting close to the end of the book ("what am I going to do when it's over?"). I don't remember why I picked it up or why I actually read it, but I did for about an hour every day at a coffee shop that I stopped at on my way back home from work, and it was unforgettable.