Hiatus
The internet is a precious commodity.
I will be back soon.
In the meantime, watch this repeatedly:
P.s.
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Watching: Wimbledon
Reading: War and Peace
Listening: Boards of Canada
Drinking: Whiskey and Lemonade
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Tags: Multimedia Consumption, narcissism, The Good Life
Once, lives were kinda “meaningful,” somehow,
As in, “lives are full of meaning.”
That is a normative statement.
Normative means it is how things should be,
i.e. lives should be “full of meaning.”
This does not mean that “meaning” means, or is, or should be anything.
Instead, “meaning” is just similar to things like shit, or piss, or love, or gummy bears, or dead animals, or other things that people are often full of.
But then somebody wrote the sentence that is the title of this “poem.”
I didn’t write that sentence.
Someone who I enjoyed believing wrote that sentence.
So I believed it.
That is, “The world does not speak, only we do.”
I believed that.
I still believe that.
I plan on believing that for a long time, or maybe for a while at least.
I like believing that, because I think it means that only words have meanings.
I didn’t like feeling like I should be full of something that could really be anything.
Now I don’t feel that way.
That makes being alive much easier, because otherwise “meaning” starts to mean too many things at once, which makes it weigh a lot.
Just like trying to hold too many things at once weighs a lot,
Which sucks,
Because that makes you really tired after a while.
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Tags: blogature, poem, Richard Rorty
Posthumous Blog Fame
It just occurred to me this morning that in maybe another 50 years or so, people my age will start dying (that’s not the interesting part yet), and that when we die, we will be the first generation to start leaving behind our blogs. People are already worried abt the “problems” related to social networks and dead ppl who are on them, since apparently dead ppl don’t want their “privacy” invaded by ppl who are still alive. There have already been lawsuits, articles, even an SXSW panel abt this topic that you can find here.
Obviously, posthumous fame is not a new topic either. Everyone loves to love dead ppl after they’re dead: Kafka, Em. Dick., Van Gogh, and this guy that Stanley Fish and Susan Sontag like a lot are all good examples of this happening. Neither of those things by themselves are all that new or interesting, i.e. everyone knows that ppl on social networks will die, and that when ppl die, other ppl who are still alive like to venerate them, because it makes them feel better abt dying themselves/gives them something to hope for when they are dead too.
What is interesting is that these two things will probably start combining soon. There could conceivably be some posthumous fame coming to bloggers when they start dying. Like what if Perez Hilton had been killed by Will.i.am? What abt when other “internet famous” ppl start dying? I think it might be kinda difficult to predict who the 1st Em. Dick. of the blogosphere will be, ’cause it’ll probably be somebody no one knows abt who writes blogature from their basement, and has never actually interfaced w/ someone in meatspace.
The other possibility is that blogs just might not have what it takes to “make it” as a literary genre. They might just end up being pegged as too gimmicky/kitschy/campy/pastiche/corny/ironic to be taken seriously by future generations of ppl or robots that study lit. crit. What direction is this all headed? Is there any hope for blogs in “the future”? Will C.C. become famous/hacked when I die?
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Tags: blogature, blogs, Death, literature, Perez Hilton, Social Networks, Stanley Fish
There Are TOO MANY!
This is what the internet looks like sometimes:

1 Million Words
There are supposedly a million words in this picture, which is probably abt 0.0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000001% of all the words in memespace. Even though all those words (and pics, movies, etc.) only weigh 0.2 millionths of an ounce, I feel like this guy when I’m trying to “navigate” into unfamiliar territory. That’s y most of the time I stick to the parts where I feel “at home,” but that means I spend 25-75% of evry day looking at my “self” online. Is this just a developmental stage in the life of my meme? It kinda feels uber-narcissistic to stare at ur own meme/update ur blog-fb-twitter-last.fm-account all day, evry day. Especially since ur the only 1 looking at them 90% of the time. How do I build my meme’s confidence and explore new sites? Is it wrong for a meme to be narcissistic? Do meatspace morals even apply to memespace? Let me know how 2 deal w/ this.
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Tags: How much the internet weighs, narcissism, Social Networks
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