It's hard to explain the cultural significance of Vine to anyone that didn't experience it. I can still remember the Vines I made despite losing them to the whims of the business decisions that would eventually shutter the platform forever. It was beautiful in its simplicity and held a special place in the hearts of many. The memory of it only lives on in shoddy YouTube compilations that could easily be overlooked as clickbait to the untrained eye. For those of us that remember, the compilations still have the capacity to shepherd us through our darkest moments.
RIP Vine. You were a strange one.
“There he goes. One of God's own prototypes. A high-powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production. Too weird to live, and too rare to die.”
-Hunter S. Thompson