When I was a kid in school, we had this concept of a permanent record. They would scare you with it: if you throw a spitball at someone, it goes on your permanent record. And then you can never get a job, no one will marry you, and when you die you get buried outside the cemetery and forgotten. And then you find out when you’re a little older there is no permanent record; there’s no such thing. And it’s so nice to discover that.
But of course, we’ve gone ahead and implemented that. Just because. Just because it was the easiest thing to do.
I’m not saying that we can’t have this great internet, that we can’t connect everything to everything else and build cool stuff and wear the stupid glasses and have deep conversations with our refrigerator. I just mean we have to do it thoughtfully. We have to design it and think about how to do it. Because if we just continue on connecting everything to everything else, people are going to build cool stuff on it, but we’re not going to like it and our opinion is not going to matter.
– ”Our Comrade the Electron" by Maciej Ceglowski
Defending a position by citing free speech is sort of the ultimate concession; you’re saying that the most compelling thing you can say for your position is that it’s not literally illegal to express.
Wrecking Ball with 1.1 Million Notes (MIDI)
When future archeologists come across remnants of our backwards-ass civilization and they stumble across a barcode, they’re going to assign it religious significance if they don’t understand the supply chain.
“I’ve been having those dreams again,” I told my mother-figure, who was my aunt or my nanny or my Amma or Auntie Rose or something who’s always lived with us since my mom died in that accident, or what I thought was an accident until today.