When Can We Start Considering 'Tweeting' To Be a Natural Disaster...

Social Networking. The wave of the future. Well, the wave of the now. A tidal wave, really. A tsunami. Of stupidity, that is. There are some who have clever things to say. Some who don't have the benefit of a public outlet for it. You can find them, I'm sure, on the YouTubes, the Twitters, the Facebooks and whatever other ones are out there. Honestly, there aren't that many people who spontaneously have interesting things to say. I happen to be very clever, but more often than not, my gut reaction to things that I would actually be tempted to comment on in, say, the anonymity of a social online forum, almost always require a little more thought, revision, reflection. Twitter, for example, is the modern equivalent of a hastily written note in a freshmen algebra class. It's the thing mumbled from the drunk girls lips at the party. It's the slanderous nonsense that uninformed and uninvolved parties who are suddenly handed a cyber bullhorn feel entitled to spew. Now, in all fairness, I do write these posts with little or no forethought or editing. Hence 'dangerously', or at least that was my aim. But at least I have the comfort of knowing that no one reads it. Or, if they do, they move on amiably without reprisal. Which I appreciate. Keeps me feeling safe, secure, entitled.

This has been brought to you under the influence of good old fashioned Sweetwater IPA. Ask for it by name.