Twitter for me functions like a public notebook and place to brainstorm and blow off cognitive steam. You know, posting and yapping with friends. The posts and friendships may sometimes produce cool and fun artifacts. But I’m happy just yabba dabba dooing. Delighting in each other, teasing each other, exploring the bizarre mysteries of the universe etc.
Being able to comes from a place of what the Woke Leftists…(sorry, don’t be afraid, I know they were evil people and caused a lot of harm- - - but they had some interesting ideas!) …used to call “privilege”. Or what others have called Grace, perhaps. I’ve always had a mission. I’m a member of the Church of England for heaven’s sakes! (Even the Irish/Roman one, on paper at least.) I’ve been a parent for almost a decade. I have a great profession. I’m 34, I own a home, etc.
I have a lotttt of family health drama and am stressed out raising little kids sure, but that’s like, a combo of normal stuff and random “bad luck.” I’ve never been barred from the basics. There are many times I’ve been worried about money, but only because I’m very arrogant. I think that’s my biggest flaw. But I digress.
Sooo Ive been spending a lot of time these days thinking about how to give the peace and security I’ve enjoyed to others, because I want more friends. More family. More neighbors. More fun people to work with and spend time around. Cool and wild natural places, cyberpunk cities, the future, the past, whatever we want! We are blessed and we are only just beginning to begin to begin to fulfill the Old Testament mandates to go forth and spread our seed like gardeners. Our descendants will be as vast as the stars in the sky.
We aren’t going to get there without Organizing and Discipline. The People Who Keep The Water And Electricity Actually Working are in DESPERATE NEED EVERYWHERE of good people and good ideas and good leadership.
Anyways, this started as a note about how I hope this place never becomes LinkedIn or a Dating App or anything else of the kind. *This* place is a classic watering hole, the grand old digital coffeehouse.
It’s also MY fucking microblog and if you are reading this it’s from YOUR OWN fucking microblog and we are fucking *blessed* to live in a world with Constitutions and Rights and Freedoms of Speech and you’re a *clown* if you think otherwise. I’m also a clown so it’s fine, let’s chill and drink and smoke and hang out and grill and maybe then we can actually get something done.
The cracked sweeties and bright young things and the prompt whisperers and the members of technical staff and the permanent underclass ball knowers and the chud dark woke post everything and the BlueSky Professionals and the karens and the scolds and the scrupulous and the DraftKings Bros and the junkies and the lost and the damned
You gotta all be breaking bread together. Go read
@JonHaidt ‘s books (even though I know they are beneath you because you’re all so smart and would prefer them to be published by A Proper University Press)
Sourdough is good actually. Keep X weird and grunge and surreal. We’ve been in on the psyop the whole time! Watch Mister Roger’s! Call your Mom! Cut waste, make things work! Stop yelling at each other about GOD and PEEPEE VAGINA please - can we just paddle the fucking lifeboat to shore together please?
- Hunter Biden 2028