I make stuff on the internet. I read books. I take photos. I write things. The things I write aren’t very good, but I did English at uni so I have to do it anyway.
I work at BuzzFeed.
Neckbeard. The epithet connotes a number of things about a person: that they are socially inept, immature, that they have particularly uncool hobbies and interests.
“If the right people had been in charge of Nixon's funeral, his casket would have been launched into one of those open-sewage canals that empty into the ocean just south of Los Angeles.”
@fat’s tone is irreverent, self-aware, acerbic, and ironic. It’s just perfect for the historian of our times.
Evolving representations of womens’ bodies in film, video-games, and digital assistants.
How the language baked into the foundation of computing shapes the internet
A key consequence of this kind of self-sorting is what we might call enclave extremism. When people end up in enclaves of like-minded people, they usually move toward a more extreme point in the direction to which the group's members were originally inclined.
In the earliest seconds of my waking day, I reach for the news.