@LouisIngenthron (i really don’t want a platform at all, just a heterogeneous lot of quirky, different things all of which are promiscuous in linking to one another.)
When I write, what I want is links. Not from Twitter, or even from here, Mastodon. I want pieces of text that link my pieces of text, that I might link back to in conversation or from a writer I might read and link in the future. I want tendrils from individual human minds, rather than graffiti on undifferentiated scrollwalls. There used to be a symphony of links, melodies playing out over time and space, each of us could jam. There might be again.
"What we can do is simple: Start writing stuff again. And recording stuff. And filming stuff. And put it out in public - not on the corporate social media, but in your own blog, in your own web page, on Mastodon, on Peertube and wherever; put it where anybody can find it and react to it and link to it." @jannem https://janneinosaka.blogspot.com/2024/01/the-web-is-broken.html ht @uastronomer @mike
@mcnees gives me the willies.
One way to understand the world as it is, why it is, is we are just so goddamned disappointed.
"[T]he Republican Party and its associated institutions of movement conservatism, at least since George and Jeb Bush stole the 2000 election in Florida, has been ratcheting remorselessly toward an understanding of the accumulation of political power, to which they believe themselves ineluctably entitled as the only truly legitimate Americans, as a question of will—up to and including the projection of will by the force of arms." #RickPerlstein https://americanprospect.bluelena.io/index.php?action=social&chash=f83630579d055dc5843ae693e7cdafe0.2515&s=ce07d2b5feef04b26a83a61bce292370
i stood athwart history and yelled "Stop!", but history went right on anyway.
(for a minute there Fukuyama thought it had listened!)
the loud and fêted are so unwise.
a pox on both houses. except we live in those houses, there are no others.
we tried to warn you.
but so many people tried to warn you, about so many inconsistent and diametrically opposite things, you couldn’t possibly have heeded even a fraction of the warnings.
still. we told you so.
“Sometimes I wonder if dying is like waking from from a dream, hopefully with friends and loved ones waiting for you, like going to a diner after seeing a movie together and you all talk about how you liked it, and if you want to see it again.” @davew http://scripting.com/2023/12/31.html#a032723
Happy New Year. Here’s hoping for better days.
Early fireworks, rising moon.
A couple of hours early for New Years 2024, fireworks rise from beyond the bay in Clearwater Beach, Florida. An orange moon is rising from the horizon.
The sun has now set on 2023.
with a view of Presidential immunity so expansive as to encompass the whole republic, individual vaccinations become superfluous.
then there is the theory that
if you provoke
a deluge of tears
somehow the trail
will simply appear.
you can identify members of the uniparty by their unibrows and unique unitard uniforms.
@inertiate (what proposal by a former US President?)
how ordinary and extraordinary that the sky is blue.
the best authentic is a fake fake.