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“Some of my early hopes for social media, that it represented … some kind of renaissance for socialism in the western world, are starting to run dry.”

Marvelous post at twopointouch on the resemblance between social media and—gee, duh, hello—social control. Fools. There is no free lunch. Fools in several regards.

One, the Sharecropper model, as made popular by Alan Herrell—everything you post on Facebook is valuable, fools, and you are giving it away. It’s rather touching, in a way. Children at play, with many pretty toys, innocent of their role as fodder. As demographics. Ooh, let me post my family pictures, isn’t this fun! And be sure and send a “gift.” This Facebook application platform thing is the goldmine of goldmines. Read the rest of this entry »

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Rough Type: The tweet-filled void »
“Twitter, in other words, is the real ‘evidence of the verbosity of our culture.’ But it’s more than that. It speaks to what seems to be a growing fear of silence, of being alone with one’s thoughts. It’s as if there’s some great emptiness that we have to keep throwing words into. To hold one’s tongue is to risk—what, exactly?”

Twitter / Steve Rubel “PC Mag is another. I have a free sub but it goes in the trash.”

You don’t have to wait long, in the ol’ blogosphere, before another asshole fairly pleads, See me, I am fool. I like to promote such events, as they contribute to the democratization of happiness. That appearances shall be revealed to crumble like the shabby crap they are, and the meek shall inherit the earth.

Have I told this one before?

See, the correct reading of that line is not Shall in the sense of Someday in the future … that’s just one of those biblical Shall’s. What was meant, what is meant, is that the meek—meaning your links are few because you are not an obnoxious expert-at-nothing but getting your name in front of the public—honey, the earth is already yours, your task but to see this.

I know, I know, link lust is a powerful thing, but nothing is without price. One would have never dreamt, just a few years ago—but has not this writing web become one of the wretched-most places on earth for sin and emptiness, displaying themselves most nakedly. Alongside enormous kindness and generosity, people pouring out what they know. Turns out the biggest humbling human need is, ha, To Share.

No I’m not going to link to the scene where Steve Rubel and the editor of PC Magazine suck and make up. Instead, maybe you want to meditate alongside me: does business have to be disgusting, to work?