Interesting, thanks for sharing.

Huh. Don't we reminisce about threads or IRC happenings the same way? So we form freindships and such in "internet time"; what's faster than that? "Twitter time?" Please, tell me there's a better name.

It is interesting. Marshall McLuhan wrote about stuff like this - where being a witness/participant to an event is more important to us than the experience of the event.

I'm a little on the fence about it. I do think the current state of technology really pressures people to be Interesting in a way that can be exhausting. I've definitely asked myself whether something was "worth Twittering" and debated what aspects of my life to relate online.

But at the same time, story is what people are. We don't just tell stories, we are stories - walking, breathing stories. We are our own narratives. We exist as long as we maintain those narratives that give the random facts of our life cohesion, direction, and meaning. So I suppose what this post is really critiquing is not storytelling in itself as a mode of identity creation - something humans have done since we sat around campfires eating grilled mastodon - but the borrowing of a storyline from somewhere else to use as a cloak of identity for yourself. Even though the internet (still highly verbal) facilitates it a lot, it's not really new.

But I do think there's a danger of devaluing the parts of our lives that are not photographable, postable, reportable, livebloggable, etc. A lot of experience does not lend itself to story as it's immediately being lived. The story is the logic we place on our experience at a distance and after the fact. Some things make a great story five minutes after they happen - but not everything. The relationship I had 5 years ago might have been a confusing misery to me for a while, and then something I didn't think about, and only now is it resolving into a story. The texture and atmosphere of the place I lived 10 years ago is not a story in itself, but it was real lived experience that shaped me and that I call up for myself as a part of my internal world. I think it might be wise not to neglect these types of experience that are not so easily summed up in our internet communications.

We have to be with ourselves. Our internal environments, the stories we tell ourselves only to ourselves, even without words, are who we are, too.

Interesting.

However, he started with that 3 moon wolf shirt, and it was hard for me to separate what he was saying from the anger I currently feel towards that particular "ironic" movement.

It just pisses me off so much that people are so incapable of wearing something that they love that they have to find a thing that they hate to wear. In my mind, all conversations by 3 wolf moon t-shirt wearers are had in a very upper class accent

Tarquin: Oh Darling, look at this. Look what I'm wearing.
Bertrand: Oh marvellous darling. It's simply frightful. That is tres amusing darling.
Tarquin: I knooow. Isn't it hideous darling. The boys in the stock exchange had a marvelous laugh about it.

When did we stop using our sarcasm and pithy aggressive humour for good?