Submitted by micah on Wed, 06/29/2011 - 13:42
Venkatesh Rao writes at Ribbonfarm, and is the author of the book Tempo. He recently went on tour, and did me the honor of visiting me and my friends for an evening. He has a brilliant analysis of the hit TV show The Office, and despite classifying himself as a "sociopath", he's an excellent guest and conversationalist.
Interviews
Submitted by micah on Wed, 06/15/2011 - 14:37
Life is a series of moments, where we have the opportunity to look around us and take it in, and absorb and enjoy everything about it. And if we don't do that, there's nothing more for us - if we can't enjoy the experience of life, what else could there be?
But if we do enjoy it, if we take it in, then we have reason to reach for more, we have reason for ambition and dreams and working towards grand schemes and plans, for creating things and improving ourselves and the world, and for sculpting the future of our bold imaginations.
Short Thoughts
Submitted by micah on Wed, 06/08/2011 - 17:01
If you follow me, you may notice that I use a multiplicity of Twitter accounts. Let me explain why I do this.
In the beginning...
Tools
Submitted by micah on Mon, 06/06/2011 - 09:29
When I was a kid, I wanted to change the world by starting movements. I imagined leading hordes of people in marches, or maybe even into battle, screaming a bloody war-cry, looking like Mad Max. I was most enamored with people who could stir up movements across society like they were spontaneously bursting out from a pressure valve, like they had been waiting all along.
Not anymore.
Mindset
Submitted by micah on Fri, 05/27/2011 - 12:12
I just finished reading this piece by Mark Robertson, in which he refers to "malware theology". I like the term, and I think it's a good jumping off point to explain the purpose of a lot of my writing.
Mindset
Submitted by micah on Wed, 05/25/2011 - 15:22
When Harold Camping's May 21st rapture failed to materialize, I imagined he'd be devastated. I thought he'd fall into a deep depression, probably disappear from public life, and (I was afraid) might possibly commit suicide. I pictured him crying out to God, with a gut-wrenching "Why?!!!"
I guessed that his faith in God and the bible would remain, but that he'd be unable to bring himself to preach publicly. I thought he was like billions of other people with a faith in God, just with an additional layer of quirky beliefs.
Short Thoughts
Submitted by micah on Fri, 05/20/2011 - 13:54
Friends of mine know I have a weird fascination with Katy Perry. It's partly just because she's a weird girl, but part of it is how she keeps being surprising. She plays the public attention game very well, but instead of devolving into one constant media blitz, she seems to go for depth in strange places.
Short Thoughts
Submitted by micah on Tue, 05/10/2011 - 09:51
We never realize just how vast is the expanse of humanity, and of the world we've created. Our history books tell us stories of small men and small deeds, and make us think and feel that those events are the significant moments of history, the turning points and hinges of our lives.
Videosthoughts
Submitted by micah on Mon, 05/02/2011 - 08:01
I wrote this the morning before Osama Bin Laden's death was announced. It was therefore, obviously not written about him, or the political environment surrounding his death.
Revenge, I think, is the ugliest of all motivations. It descends beneath the "savage beast", who acts simply to achieve it's own ends, to a demonic impulse, which seeks to actively destroy that which is beautiful and good in the world.
Short Thoughts
Submitted by micah on Wed, 04/27/2011 - 08:55
there's something about being somewhere far from home, maybe in the middle of the American midwest, with the horizon clearly in view, and the lights of cities strangely absent from the sky, or maybe in the kingdom of Kyrgyzstan, on a military base, at 2am, underneath a wooden and steel stage, fumbling around in the dark, trying to stretch your arm around one large metal object, stretching with all your strength, your other hand holding a weakening flash-light, almost powerless against the vast, convoluted darkness underneath this stage
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