Fifth Meditation on Social Media: The Future of Social Media Technology

Yesterday, a friend asked me who I view as my role model. My immediate response (in the context of that discussion) was Wittgenstein. Now that I reflect on it with a little more distance, I would perhaps name Benjamin Franklin, who wrote in his autobiography that he aimed to imitate Jesus and Socrates. There are… Continue reading Fifth Meditation on Social Media: The Future of Social Media Technology

Fourth Meditation on Social Media: Natural Evolution is Better than any ASS Model Insofar as it Doesn’t Collapse

Nature is nice. Even when dinosaurs go extinct, it nonetheless makes humans who are able to write stories about them. There are long traditions of comparing theories of natural evolution with those of so-called fundamental laws of economics. A while back, for example, I wrote an entire post about ideas spread by Pareto (see “More… Continue reading Fourth Meditation on Social Media: Natural Evolution is Better than any ASS Model Insofar as it Doesn’t Collapse

First Meditation on Social Media: Let’s Get Social

“Social Media” is a term for which there is no consensus regarding its definition. Last week, while writing “Push + Pull” [ https://fuckwith.news.blog/2026/04/22/push-pull ], I also (sort of haphazardly) discovered a blog / website at heidicohen.com which appears to be defunct now. That site includes a post in which many who seem to claim to… Continue reading First Meditation on Social Media: Let’s Get Social

Whatever happened to intellectual property rights?

This question was recently raised by an excellent thinker and writer I follow (stalk?) on the Internet. Unfortunately, the vast majority of people who use the Internet are by and large unaware that they have sold pretty much all their data (see e.g. “All Your Data Are More Free to Us” or in case that… Continue reading Whatever happened to intellectual property rights?

Let Me Take You to the Beach

This is actually a song title of Frank Zappa’s — I can’t remember the lyrics right now, and I’m too lazy to go dig it up out of my archives … but I will say that I recall them as rather empty. My mind is also sort of empty right now. The mainstream propaganda machinery… Continue reading Let Me Take You to the Beach

“Black Out with My Rack Out”

Is “Spring Break” a rational or an irrational event? In any case, it almost seems to be a calculated irrational media event — and the quote in the title seems like a clever invitation to “click here”. [1] One thing that I believe Milton Friedman may have overlooked in his “Free to Choose” analysis, is… Continue reading “Black Out with My Rack Out”

Nationalist Mainstreams

The degree to which other people might not be aware the things someone believes are central “mainstream” topics should not be underestimated. For example, how many people in Iran actually believe that whatever a so-called “media outlet” in the United States matters to the reality of the everyday life of an ordinary or average (Iranian)… Continue reading Nationalist Mainstreams

Imaginary Relationships

I guess you could think of Bob Dylan’s “Every Grain of Sand” (which he played as an encore when I attended a concert of his just a few months ago) … As it is (IRL — more or less), I currently have Andy Summers’ album “The Golden Wire” (1989) playing in my headphones. 🙂 Whether… Continue reading Imaginary Relationships

Self-Expression vs. Consumerism

The World is My Medium analogous to expression “The World is My Oyster” Whereas “the world is my oyster” acknowledges the world as a set of conditions which creates a result, “the world is my medium” conceptualizes the world as a canvass upon which the self expresses itself. From this point of view, one way… Continue reading Self-Expression vs. Consumerism

Mob Rules (Blog of the Grotesque)

One of my favorite reading assignments in high school was a short book of extremely short chapters written by Sherwood Anderson, named “Winesburg, Ohio”. The first chapter, as I recall, was about an old man who scribbled down notes about the people in his hometown and then he crumpled up the scraps of paper he… Continue reading Mob Rules (Blog of the Grotesque)

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