Just Another Tool

We glorify diversity
Then split up in to pools
Where everyone thinks just like us
And all the rest are fools

The Internet, another in
The long line of devices
Which, in the hands of humans,
Serve to magnify
Our vices

Hallways : servers

we call them servers: you and I
are using them right now

anonymously serving us
a technologic Tao

the Way things are transmitted
from your “there” back to my “here”

these rooms filled up with servers
that make every far thing
near

A Few Thoughts About Blogging

Blogging Thoughts

Words I write within this bedroom
End up there, upon your screen;
So, my growing sphere of madness
Is by each of you now seen –

All of us, our whimsy flattered,
Write whatever we may please:
Me? I hope to be a sort of
Modern Aristophanes

Another Brief Diatribe on Internet Quotes

Scribbles

I think of what we call “a quote”
And what are it’s component parts
That make it what it is

One: someone thinks some kind of thought
Two: they put it into words
Three: we then repeat it back

Yet oddly, on the Internet
So many quotes presented here
Lack one or more of these attributes

Most commonly, they never said or wrote
What we contend they did
These are “false attributions”

Or we repeat back what they said
But change it in the telling
These are called “misquotes”

Or even that they said something
But weren’t the ones who thought it up
Like actors reading lines

A quote is something someone thought up
Said or wrote, repeated back
If one or more of these things we lack
It’s not that person’s freaking quote

And yes – I’m guilty of it, too
And you can quote me on that