Manifesto
Everybody became a press office for themselves.
And the strangest part is that nobody remembers agreeing to it.
There was a point, somewhere around 2014, when a professional network stopped being an address book and became a stage. The update box stopped asking what you were working on and started asking, implicitly, what you would like people to believe about you. Everyone answered. The incentives were unambiguous and the cost of not playing was your next job.
So a whole generation learned a second language. Not lying, exactly. Something more corrosive than lying. A dialect where “thrilled to announce a new chapter” means you were laid off in a Tuesday morning Zoom with forty other people on the call. Where “grateful for the incredible journey” means the company failed and you are frightened about money. Where every genuinely hard thing that happens to a person gets laundered into a small triumphant paragraph with a rocket emoji at the end.
The cost of the highlight reel
Here is the thing that bothers us. It isn’t that the performance is annoying, though it is. It’s that it is actively harmful to the person on the other side of the screen.
If you are four months into a job search, and every single account of a job search you can find ends in a triumphant post on day thirty, you do not conclude that those posts are selective. You conclude that something is wrong with you. Nineteen months is normal. Ninety-four applications is normal. Being turned down at final stage three times in a row is extremely normal. But that version is unpublishable in the place where everyone goes to publish, so the people who most need to hear it never do.
The polished version of a career is not just dishonest. It is a worse map. It gets people lost.
What we took out
Humanverse is not a feature list. It is mostly a list of things we decided not to build, because we think the format produces the behaviour and no amount of community guidelines fixes a bad format.
There are no follower counts, because a number that goes up is a number people will optimise for. There are no impressions, because knowing your reach turns writing into broadcasting. There is no algorithmic ranking, because the moment reach can be earned, it will be farmed. There are no endorsements, no badges and no top-voice programme, because the correct number of gamified status symbols on a platform about honesty is zero.
What’s left is small: a box you write in, a thread of people going through the same thing, and reactions that say “been there” instead of “like”. That is nearly the entire product, and we intend to keep it that way.
On anonymity
We are asked constantly whether posting here will cost someone their job. It is the first question almost everyone has, which tells you a great deal about the state of professional life.
So anonymity is not a corner-case feature here, it is load-bearing. A persistent pseudonym keeps your history and your standing intact without attaching your legal name, and anonymous posts are decoupled from the account at the storage layer rather than merely hidden in the interface. You can decide per post, and you can change your mind afterwards.
Some true things are expensive to say. We would rather make them cheap than pretend the risk isn’t real.
What we think happens next
The optimistic version is that people rediscover something obvious: the account of a hard year, told with the hard parts still in it, is worth more to everyone reading it than the version that skips to the good ending. Not because suffering is noble (it isn’t, and we have no interest in a misery contest) but because the true version is the only one anyone can actually use.
Keep your LinkedIn. It is a perfectly good place to be found by a recruiter. Just stop asking it to hold the parts of your life that don’t fit in a press release.
Put those here instead. Somebody four months behind you needs to read them.
Nobody is grading this.
The Humanverse team