Showing posts with label WTF. Show all posts
Showing posts with label WTF. Show all posts
18.2.10
Social M(alevolent)edia: internet-based “death pranks”
Gordon Lightfoot is just the latest celebrity to fall victim to a Twitterversed “death prank.” Around 2pm, various sources, even some noted Toronto-based publications, tweeted that the famed Canadian folk singer had indeed succumbed at the age of 72. Within an hour, it was confirmed as a prank when a Globe and Mail columnist made a call to Lightfoot’s publicist to verify his being "very much alive."
Over the past year, false tweets claiming the deaths of Jeff Goldblum, Rick Astley, Britney Spears, and Johnny Depp have all caught fire. (Depp's prank was fueled by a hoax report falling into the wrong, hungry hands.)The pranks often lasting long enough to become trending topic, but aren’t defused quickly enough for public comfort.
Is this malevolent public voice a result of being drunk on power? To play God and shape public consciousness from an anonymous platform (and thus, without consequence)? Web-based law enforcement should be the next step.
Why have we become so obsessed with celebrity death? Ever since Michael Jackson died, I have noticed this public sadism. Are parts of us happy or wishing for this death as a validation of their mere mortality, their fall from such a god-like position in the public eye? The fall of the golden boy, the schadenfreude? Of course. How pathetic that we can't even see our own decline.
Over the past year, false tweets claiming the deaths of Jeff Goldblum, Rick Astley, Britney Spears, and Johnny Depp have all caught fire. (Depp's prank was fueled by a hoax report falling into the wrong, hungry hands.)The pranks often lasting long enough to become trending topic, but aren’t defused quickly enough for public comfort.
Is this malevolent public voice a result of being drunk on power? To play God and shape public consciousness from an anonymous platform (and thus, without consequence)? Web-based law enforcement should be the next step.
Why have we become so obsessed with celebrity death? Ever since Michael Jackson died, I have noticed this public sadism. Are parts of us happy or wishing for this death as a validation of their mere mortality, their fall from such a god-like position in the public eye? The fall of the golden boy, the schadenfreude? Of course. How pathetic that we can't even see our own decline.
11.2.10
#Sign of the Apocalypse
Anything can get on the Internet and attempt to "legitimize" itself nowadays. Take this:
Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia - (n.) "a fear of long words."
Stupid. The poor OED's ass is surely twitching right now.
Just click these:
http://personal.centenary.edu/~lgame/portfolio/longwords.html
http://changethatsrightnow.com/hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia/
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia-Fear-of-Long-Words/367113950581
Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia - (n.) "a fear of long words."
Stupid. The poor OED's ass is surely twitching right now.
Just click these:
http://personal.centenary.edu/~lgame/portfolio/longwords.html
http://changethatsrightnow.com/hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia/
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia-Fear-of-Long-Words/367113950581
30.1.10
Something to the effect of eggs being in one basket
I am a single focus kind of girl -very faithful to any one task - which normally I wouldn't think was a bad thing, but lately I can't help but notice everyone else around me getting a lot more done. I have been monogamous with one big project for what seems like forever, and I can't seem to gather enough energies for anything else. I AM USELESS!
More citrus? Vitamins? Maybe jogs? What to do, Universe?
now and 60s (then)
Watching Franco Zifirelli's 1968 Romeo and Juliet (with the stunning Olivia Hussey), you can't help but scream out "Zac Efron!" every time Leonard Whiting who plays Romeo comes on screen. He even captures that innocently hopeful, yet strained, presence Efron embodies in all his films. (By "all his films" I really just mean 17 again, are there any others?)


Behold:

One year later another ladykiller, Woodstock co-creator Michael Lang circa 1969, will debut the look that will make another New York native very famous 40 years later -Andrew Van Wyngarden of MGMT.
Behold:

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