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#nopromo

February 4, 2011
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Forget #nohomo, the linguistic phenomenon of undermining any potentially homosexual overtones. (As in, “I love the Rock, #nohomo.)  Because one of the real issues we face today isn’t about one’s sense of self-confidence, or even homo-phobia, it’s narcissism. All modern social media depends on the ever increasing need of people to show off, in one way or another. [...]

“The History and Future of Friendship” – Podcast

January 13, 2011
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The History and Future of Friendship

January 13, 2011
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In the beginning, nobody had more than two friends.  Indeed, having even three friends was considered terribly unwise; the logic being that, though one could keep an eye on two people quite easily during a gazelle hunt, one was never too sure where the devil that third fellow had gone. More often than not, due [...]

Twitter Users Similar to Me

December 22, 2010
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Twitter has started telling me I’m like a lot of people.  Sure, Twitter says a lot of shite, but within any constant stream of bullshit you’re bound to hear a few things that interest you. Dr. Drew and I have a lot in common.  Of course, I already knew this.  We’re both, like, super smart [...]

How Twitter is Making Me Famous

February 3, 2010
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I have been tweeted by Diora Baird.  Now, fame is not my ultimate goal though, to be clear, I have no well-defined, ultimate goal.  Instead, my goal is to be read (“fame” being a natural, though unlikely inevitability).  I started ModernSophist.com because I have lots of interesting little ideas that want to be written out [...]

Twitter Gets Weird

January 24, 2010
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I got drunk with some friends who are associated with Twitter. Along the way, it suddenly seemed funny to me if all of our points in conversation were limited to 140 characters, just like a Twitter post. The drunker I got, the funnier this seemed, until, regrettably, I decided at three in the morning, still mid party mind you, to write about it.