Ann the expert said: “The Internet is a big trash can. There is no guarantee that everything written there is true.” Yes. The internet is a trash can. That's the appeal. The trash can contains treasure. This is why people regularly hunker down in these foul-smelling metal containers to sift through piles of garbage. It is a widely known fact that valuable things are thrown away all the time. You'll find unopened bags of Halloween candy, his 4K TV still in its box, Mayan artifacts, and more. No surprises there. There are many reasons why people throw things in the trash that aren't technically “garbage.” For example, they don't know what it is. Or they don't want other people to see it.
You don't have to worry about “wrong information” when logging on. And I don't know who is. (Except for those looking for police work.) From what I googled, “Inform” comes from Latin. providing information, “To train or instruct.” Therefore, “to give incorrect information” = “to train or instruct in the wrong way.” Well, aren't we doing things the “wrong way” to innovate? I'm no philologist, but my intuition tells me that misinformation is good, healthy, and more I intend to conclude that it may lead to knowledge of.
It doesn't matter; in any case, getting the information right and wrong is becoming increasingly difficult. On the other hand, it's very easy to be lied to or have outright fakes rubbed in your face. Forget about buying blue checks or rating speeches on a “Pinocchio” scale. Confirming ourselves with each other is of little importance. What's important is that we continue to be verified by the Borg.
You feel it when you're addicted to algorithms. I can't say that regular trips to scavenge for wisdom in the not-recommended, un-preferred, un-monetized dumps are the answer, but it certainly brings relief. Maybe you too?
There's a young and very successful self-help author whose reels always appear on my Instagram. He's really a Stoic. He desperately wants to pitch me in “Memento Mori,” but as I look at his bare face as he gets excited about Marcus Aurelius, I'm uploaded to a place beyond life and death. It feels like that. To make you think about your impending death, Martin Pedler's old tumbler, “And the guy next to you.” A series of short, poetic entries detailing “the tragic backstories of all those killed in war” [1992 Steven Seagal blockbuster] under siege” This is from 2012, which predates NPC Discourse a bit, but empathizing with these doomed action movie minions really brings you back into your own body. …but your list is a little different when you're about to die, you see three of your other boyfriends get torn to shreds in seconds, and you know you're next. still,is what it reads. A thousand pages filled with nothing but dirty, desperate handwritten words, all lying there, unread, on the floor. still.”
In 2011 David Berman started a blog. At the time, this was very unusual and Pitchfork covered it. menthol mountains Today, this book of quotes by Thomas Bernhardt remains a kind of memorial to Berman, who committed suicide two weeks after his last post. We never see Berman here (he rarely posted his own words), only what he left behind: Robert Kline and Lucie Arnaz at the 1979 Tony Awards for “They're Playing.'' – A video of him performing “Our Song'' (headlined “My Only Thing''), a quote from the Talmud, and an excerpt from “Jerveh Principles III.'' Comments were never enabled, so you can't leave notes like you can on Twitter or Facebook. Just old links on old platforms. It's quiet here.
It's all vanity. I can't remind you of this enough. My favorite “vaccine” against copycat contagion (which can't stop the spread, but may reduce the disease) is “Leaked Phone Messages from 80's Super Agent Warren Klein” . They're clever enough (by Matt Oberg and Jody Lambert) that they should have been debunked as hoaxes when they first went viral in 2011.Now they are suffering from small things YouTube channel, as much a relic of another era as Warren of the Brat Packers begging Andrew McCarthy to take on the role of “Ladyhawk” before casting “Matty Broderick” (“Rutger's Night Michelle turns into a wolf at night (“A hawk by day, transformed into an A-list movie star by October”) and Josh Brolin's rival skateboarding epic “Gleaming.” reassured “The Cube'' star Christian Slater (“He's lucky if he can ollie on a matchbook''). Warren's breathtaking dedication to his top clients at the time always cheers me up, even when things with me don't go well. Also heartening (and sometimes chilling) is the idea that the only lasting influence may be the one we have with our Lord and Savior.
