“The propensity to read/write deeper thoughts does not precede but follows the choice of device. If you are exposed to poets every day, you’ll tend to read and write poetry. If you are exposed to newspapers every day, you’ll tend to read the stories. If you are exposed to smartphones every day, you’ll tend to text. If you tend to text and skim the surface of the Internet, you indirectly shape your mind to only deal with superficial matters.”
“The good news is, as you get older, you gain perspective. Perspective helps alleviate burnout. The bad news is, you gain perspective by having incredibly shitty things happen to you and the people you love. Nature has made it so that perspective is only delivered in bulk quantities. A railcar of perspective arrives and dumps itself on your lawn when all you needed was a microgram. This is a grossly inefficient aspect of the human condition, but I’m sure bright minds in Silicon Valley are working on a fix.”
“It’s hilarious when you finally realize how incredibly and arbitrarily fashion-driven tech is.

First everything was on the computer, then it was all in “the cloud.” Now we’re pretty close to realizing how epically dumb that is and flipping back again.

But hey, gotta have that hot new html5 app that “performs best in Chrome.” Just try not to think too hard about how we’ve come full-circle to MS Frontpage-created sites that were “optimized for Internet Explorer version 5 .”

jQuery is really really cool. Everything else is utterly arbitrary and what is AMAZING today will be considered terrible next week when we all go back to the thing that was considered terrible this week.”



let’s talk about housecats and how fucking weird they are evolutionarily/anthropologically

like who thought it was a good idea to have tiny malicious predators in our homes anyways????? (not us actually)

are they even domesticated????!!!?? (yes) do they even feel LOVE???????!!? (yes)



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The idea of the Internet, and the world wide web, was terribly abstract, new, confusing, delightful. It made wizards of us that could navigate it. As a burgeoning geek in desperate need of a personal identity, this digital playground was an infinite resource to push against. Each chance encounter with an online stranger a blank slate. It was exotic and alluring and exciting.

During this era, a huge swath of us all were experiencing this at the same time. It was an overlap of our youth, the loss of innocence, and the explosion of this new universe. It was a hell of a drug.
And we got addicted to the newness of it all. There’s a word for this.


And this concept, I feel, best describes the ennui I have felt for years now, the booming homogeny the web has turned into. The web has long since succeeded, but we were children of the laboratory. We lost our home and we’ve been trying, in vain, to find a new one ever since. I can’t believe I am alone in this sensation.