You know, every day i post on twitter to promote the GG show, or this site - i am reminded what a sad, torpid, alienating shit-planet that twitter is.
I have written a lot about the reflexes that Twitter engages among humans - and those are the "worst" reflexes. Where nice people must tell you that they hate you, because its not too your face, etc.
anyway, I've nearly cut my tweeting down to nothing but the barest promotions, and i don't care if people are "offended" by getting something for free that they think isn't worthy of their time.
This place is the future.
this is where real people go to act the way they would act, if we were all in the same room.
That should always be the standard: what if we were talking to each other at a bar, called the Gutter? would you say, what you're about to say?
Twitter is the opposite - preying on the basic cowardice of anonymity. Again, i refer to the bio of people who are generally the rudest. They describe themselves as Christians and moral citizens, then they shit on you because no one can call them on it.
The future is here, not there.
No one wants to be around ugliness.
Its funny - i have 1.7 million followers on twitter.
why don't I dump it?
because i have 1.7 million followers.
thats considered a commodity.
it's the biggest ruse ever. The only reason people like me don't
dump out is because we think we're throwing money away.
the mentality is this: my membership is larger than the subscriber base of most mens magazines. i could make more money than a company simply by shilling for shit.
anyway, that's why no one leaves. because you AREN'T the customer.
you ARE the product.
if its free for you to do something, then you're the product.
if someone is charging you - then you're getting a service.
we need to get back to that.
sorry i did a redeye and got back this morning. slept like a beaten dog until 3 pm. exercised. now sitting in front of a fire, drinking a glass of wine listening to a tony allen drum record.
i am anticipating a very rough week ahead. but i have to think like tom shillue, and pretend its an adventure. because it is.
this is the longest i've been away from elena, so thats a strain.
okay off to do other stuff. maybe i'll do a record review.
i will try to stay up and live chat the gg show.
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@nancyCBr Which celebrity death, recent or past,, impacted you the most?
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Is there a cookie that instantly takes you back to someone special? Spill the crumbs—I want to know what sweet treats live in your memory.
I’ll go first. My parents? Total cookie lovers. . We always had a stash of Pinwheels (those chocolate-covered marshmallow beauties), old-school iced oatmeal cookies, and those ridiculously fun frosted animal cookies that made snack time feel like a party. It was such a treat for us kids to have cookies.
And when the cookie jar ran dry? No problem. I’d play mad kitchen scientist—mixing margarine (yes, the fake butter), sugar, and a little flour until I had a makeshift cookie dough. Desperate times, delicious measures.
Your turn. What cookie takes you there?
