The hate! I see hate in everything written now, casual hate in fashion blogs and celebrity blogs and design magazine, offhand hate as if in passing – even from a therapist I instantly dropped. It is our signifier of community now. Of course we are close because we both hate the same thing and we are solid haters you and I.
I seem to have signed up for a half dozen different social networks in haphazard fashion, over the past few weeks. I am pissed at the top four digital empires. I don’t like saying in passing to Jamie, “We need this,” and immediately see an ad. I don’t like being harvested for data, I don’t like being censored by idiots, I don’t like everything I’ve written down to the tiniest alteration of text available for any hacker jackass to read. I did an interview for Russian TV a few months ago, and a week later, all my passwords had been breached and I had to redo everything. This New Age means I’m vulnerable. So are you.
This is a direct copy and paste from the Editor of the Future of Capitalism. I am pasting here so that the links will translate. I don’t know the site, maybe they are secret Cotton Mathers or Stalin, but the list must survive and be updated regularly. I thank God I am not in the marketplace right now, nothing could have a more chilling effect. I bet not one of these people are actually racist. They are being bounced for THOUGHT CRIMES. Which is terrifying. The President of the Poetry Foundation? Really?