post the ninety-third, 2013

today i was perusing medium.com looking for something interesting to read and ran across this post called "the next facebook". okay. i'll bite.

i was a relatively early fb adopter... well, i mean, i was long out of college when fb was invented, but as soon as they started letting in people with non-college-emails, i signed up. i was quite excited about it - excited, enthusiastic. i was wanting to get everyone i knew on the thing... but then, it didn't take long to see that it could easily get out of hand. i tried to control what was happening, but then it happened - worlds collided. i shut things down the next day and didn't look back.

i saw the potential for good and for bad in fb, and it lived up to my worst expectations. but, still, i was an enthusiastic early adopter. i am willing to give something facebookie a try, so the title "the next facebook" caught my eye. it's here: https://medium.com/musings-about-text-boxes/8157c364d26a. you're welcome to go read it.

what i want to talk about right now is a specific line from the piece. mr miller wrote:

However, interacting with "strangers" online is (resoundingly) not something that "normal" people do often, if ever.

um... okay. well. i am willing to admit i am not normal, sure, but exactly how not-normal am i. hmm... let's see. well. i not only interact with strangers online, i seek out interaction with strangers. oh, shut up. not like THAT. c'mon. it's like this -- there's a limited number of people in the world with whom i agree. agree on what? anything. everything. nothing. something. whatever. all of it. and? i can count on one hand the people who are in that group. and? i met half of them online. i mean, not only do i hang out with them online, i actually met them online, and not only did i meet them online, i sought them out online.

seemed like the most natural thing in the world.