Prospectus for twenty twelve? In a word: terrifying. However, who can really sum things up in a word?
Sure, there’s the anxiety associated with owning a residence, or horrific and joyous events, or, obviously, the realization of a prophecy from a long-dead culture woefully ignorant of religious and macroeconomic tendencies. (Whoever forgot to mention “The White Man” should be downsized, amiright?)
Any of those would send a goth up into a tree for days.
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This is a great read. (Nice SEO-link-fodder title!) It exemplifies The Android Argument fairly well and is also hilarious. Here goes an unnecessary response-as-thought-experiment.
Essentially, the article says: the iPhone 4S is out of date despite not having launched yet. Dual-core processing, 8mpx camera, FauxG speed, and big storage are all on Android already.
Here are some highlights.
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Three times already, I’ve been encouraged to enable the new “Timeline” feature on Facebook. I won’t, but I know enough about it that I’m sure it’ll totally set some people off.
With each redesign (can we call them that?) of Facebook, there’s outrage, but why? We use their product, it’s not our Facebook. It’s our speck of collected statuses in a vast, vast, vast wasteland of other collected statuses.
We’ve changed the definition of “ownership” in the digital space, haven’t we? We use Twitter, Facebook, and Tumblr to share our thoughts, sure, but then those thoughts aren’t really ours anymore, right?
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Long ago, in the age of walking into a building in search of Digital Versatile Discs for use in proprietary media readers, I was a member of Blockbuster. I like movies; Blockbuster had them so I liked that awhile.
Then their online service started, and I’m incredibly lazy so I liked that awhile. Then Netflix, a competing company with far better branding, got streaming. I’m very impatient, so I liked that awhile.
Fast forward an epoch or two, and you have the present day and the Netflix price increase.
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Paris. It’s as much a location as a map as a fantasy. A place easily flown to but never reached. The idea of Paris is as much a part of western culture as the Big Mac, consumerism, or infallible markets.
Americans, especially, have a total hard-on for the Parisian Ideal. Mr Allen does an impressive job making a movie that simultaneously perpetuates this and laughs at it simultaneously.
A self-described hack screenwriter, Gil (Owen Wilson), piggy-backs on a trip to Paris with his fiance, Inez (Rachel McAdams), and her parents. They are uninterested in Paris and he’s infatuated, specifically with Paris of the 1920s (and in the rain).
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