6 7 Skibidi: Why Brainrot is awesome

In August 2025, the Cambridge dictionary added the word "Skibidi," defining it as a slang term meaning "cool" or "bad." I thought this was hilarious. I pictured a bunch of serious adults trying to define utter nonsense in exact terms.

After all, how could a word mean both "cool" and "bad"? Clearly, they were missing something. More recently, tons of older people across social media are perplexed by the latest Gen Alpha comedic ‘trend’: 6 7.

6 7: A Quick Recap

Instagram, Facebook, YouTube, Reddit, and in the US, TikTok; Name it, and you can find it. Whenever someone said 6 7, kids would point it out. Other times, kids would shout 6 7 randomly, seemingly out of nowhere, and laughing like mad. 

Across the internet, frustration was palpable. Once again, while the young ones made merry and rejoiced at their inside joke, the adults rushed to make sense of it, myself included. 

The actual meaning is quite simple: there isn't any. It started with a hip hop song called "Doot Doot," which repeated the numbers 6 7, and the artist himself said it doesn't mean anything. 

That's exactly why it caught on. This isn’t the first time something meaningless went viral. Yet, we were feeling old, left out, and labeled it as the latest brain rot, as usual. But brain rot is actually more interesting than we ever thought.

Why We Hate Brainrot

Humor is good for you. Inside jokes lead to deeper bonds, and laughing itself is quite healthy. So, what’s so bad about brain rot? Something about it just feels wrong. There is an urge to say that our ways of having fun were somehow superior.

We were raised to engage meaningfully with everything around us. We knew that the old career paths were crumbling, but they still seemed necessary. The internet was connecting the world and everything felt more connected. 

If we used our brains and followed our hearts, anything seemed possible. So, we tried our best to understand, analyze, and make informed decisions. Most of our culture is about that journey.

Irony, references, dark humor, and implications. Memes that were short hand to entirely rich experiences. It felt sophisticated, elegant, and uniquely our own. The new culture seems like madness by contrast, but it really isn’t.

A Brave New World

Enter AI, social media, and the climate crisis. Today’s world is one of hyperstimulation. Everything, everywhere, all at once. Those who learned to engage meaningfully are now increasingly burnt out.

Our solution? Plug out as much as possible. Think less, do less, and just exist. Simplify and slow it down. Occasionally, the world pulls you back up to pace, and that’s fine. You have your hobbies and tiny pleasures to compensate.

But what of someone who was born in the year 2012? Most kids were born into scrolling, molded by it. Hyperstimulation is their norm. They saw the pandemic panic and the constant online debates.

Everything from Gaza, Epstein, and Trump to video games, music, and memes is a daily conversation. Imagine being exposed to everything in the whole world, without getting a chance to understand at your own pace.

Schools haven’t gone away either, just made more efficient with screens and surveillance. Thank god for AI, though, at least the homework doesn’t need your attention.

Brainrot as Adaptation

Don’t feel sorry for them just yet. Our brains might have been more deliberate, but they also crash and short-circuit. That’s why scrolling spells doom to us. Everything we see burrows inside our heads somewhere.

Instead, the next generation seems far more intuitive and careful with their energy. They’re wholly unbothered by image, stories, or abstraction. Vibes are their guides, and their world is in motion.

Colorful, jolly, and profound is this notion: that life is absurd, and fun is the solution. When knowledge is power in a war against chaos, those who refuse to fight rebel against violence.

Not to mention the fact that ignorance is bliss and control, an illusion. A lifetime of fighting every demon has led us to ruin, paralyzed by endless decisions, the abyss in our wake.

For centuries, humans have schemed to accumulate information. “Stuff it down their throats and line them in formation!” Like a greedy gremlin hoarding gold, shelves full of knowledge festering with mould.

Even as the old systems crumble, inertia reigns and the machines continue to rumble. In comes the brave and the bold of the Alpha Generation. “We say nah to yo games and dance to our tunes, whether you get it, or not.”

To Put It Simply…

For many years, we’ve been pushing the march of progress, even when Mother Nature put her foot down to stop it. Although we barely even slowed down, everyone got the message: At any given moment, everything can turn around.

While we continue marching to the same old song, what if some of us went off on thier own? To us, faithful soldiers, absurdists seem foul. If something never makes sense, it seems like surrender.

Devoid of conscious curation or choices, what use is life? It’s nihilistic and frankly depressive. There are countless paths and endless treasures, but without a mind, it all feels pointless.

Make no mistake, you’re not going away. Adaptations are just a part of the process. If you dare, just loosen your grip. You’ll be surprised how much you can take. Intuition is the new intelligence.