What’s in a tweet?

Twitter isn't a destination for logic seekers. It's a place where respectful exchanges of ideas go to crawl under a dumpster and bleed out. Follow the Twitter rabbit hole past the cat videos and #brandedcontent and duck-lipped, cleavage-girded selfies, and you arrive at a minefield inside an echo chamber that's assiduously monitored by your employer's HR... Continue Reading →

#MayMac! OMG! LOL! YOLO?

This won't take a minute. Because tomes have already been written and endless terabytes of audio and video exhausted in the Cannonball Run-style sprint to offer THE OPINION about Saturday's Floyd Mayweather-Conor McGregor Show of Shite, the less I pile onto the steaming heap the better. Still, there's this: It's not a fight. Tonight's main... Continue Reading →

Here’s why cancer should wear a cup

I have a friend—insomuch as a 70-year-old man might consider me a "friend." We'll call my friend Greg. A few years back, when Greg was a spry, mid-60s shithead—and I say that with the utmost reverence—we'd do battle in Wednesday morning 1-on-1 hoops at the YMCA. That's no hyperbole or purple prose. Greg would, very simply, beat the snot out of me. Despite my being three... Continue Reading →

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