Brilliantcrank

Your Tweets are like the air. Anyone can do anything like to them, including quoting them with or without your permission. If an enterprising company wants to take something you said on Twitter and slap it on a tee shirt, they may do so. If a gent of the disturbed persuasion wants to engrave your tweet into a 600-foot swastika, he may do so.

— You cannot copyright a Tweet by Mr. Zeldman

Much of the social-media excrement comes from some pretty famous people in my field, or those trying to be. I’m told I should follow them in hopes of getting noticed. But because of the non-stop volume of shit they pump out — retweets without comment or context, never-ending self-promotion, name-dropping — I have a hard time identifying with them. And they’d drown out the cool people in my stream. You just can’t follow webcocks.

— An absolute must read written by Doreen Marchionni. Brought to our attention by Mr. Ray (who continues to be a constant source of great content).

I’ve (lamely) made the point in casual conversation that Twitter seems to kill, well, some degree of casual conversation (so that we end up having meta conversations about our lack of casual conversations), or, at the very least, obviates some of the need for small talk. I don’t think that this is an inherently bad thing, as someone who, frankly, sucks at small talk, but I do think our connectedness is accelerating much more quickly than our macro, societal ability to deal with it. What do you say to someone you meet at a party whom you also follow on Twitter — you already know the answer to the standard “what’s up” after all.

— Mr. Ray on the potential dissonance that Twitter can create.

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4-hour work week, 20-minute workout, 10-minute meals and 7-minute abs. In 4 hours, 37 minutes, I could be a god but Lost is on tonight, so…

— SeoulBrother

Stormtrooper & Royal Guard laundry got washed together. Looks like Troopers are now wearing Hello Kitty armor.

—  Darth Vader