The worst place
Do you have a favourite place?
It’s better to have that. That one place to go to when storms attack your life and feelings. That one place that’s untouched by the evil.
For some it’s a real place, for others it’s the moment with someone else. You know about that rule of some couples: Never go to sleep with anger between the two of them.
Sometimes you have to fight for that. Sometimes you need to recapture that place. Anyhow this place as an idea is in some strange way combined with the idea or the wish of untouchableness.
And sometimes this correlates to the worst place:
Sometimes you should just have left it untouched.
The childhood illusion
There’s an underlying criticism when it comes to blogs or twitter: boundaries that are eminent in papers or other media are almost invisible within the context of blogs and twitter. So taking things seriously is much harder in the internet and almost completely in question. But don’t throw the baby out with the bath water.
Speaking of babies, let’s have a look at Thomas. Thomas is well known as the boy that freaks out when finding nude pictures on the internet.
He’s on twitter as well and you can watch him grow up in some sort of way. Here’s what he thinks makes a man out of him:
Well, what’s good for a guy might mean nothing to a boy. Ignoring the boundaries between those two types of men makes Thomas’ view so fatuous. But one day he’ll know. At least I hope so.
The parental statement
What I didn’t comment on so far are tweets that are a kind of wrapped TMIs: So you read a tweet and by reading it you unwrap that message which turns out to be a bit queasy.
But what a well working family this must be, don’t you think? Mommy’s got a tendency not wear panties in bed (and who knows why), Daddy enjoys that (and who knows why) and tells anyone who’s interested and Junior puts it on Twitter.
The sliding
There are acutally great differences in offering too much information on twitter. One motive therefore can be to tell things you think are salacious. Those things either affect you in doing something thrilling you normally try to avoid or you like to provoke others.
But of course you can also use twitter to show you’re doing more interesting stuff than the others. The question would only be how the unknowing part-taking people would think about being used that way if only they knew:
Nah, pics will do.
The new event
Twitter is simple, that’s why Twitter is good for extensions. One extension of content was the so called Follower Friday. Any Friday dozens of people do tweet who’s worth following in their eye. But there are 6 other days that could be used like that.
One new try is SCW, Sex Confession Wednesday. Let’s have a look at last week’s outcome:
One thing about sex is doing it the right way.
It’s not to easy to combine those different experiences. It seems to work much better here:
For other’s there are attendand circumstances that make sex special:
And sometimes you just want the applause:
The long run
Twitter stories are in part stories from the toilet. For some people it’s a major improvement to be able to use the internet and twitter on the loo.
It’s a place to rest and obviously that can make people think about this and that. And guys showed us that there still are toilet stories worth telling.
But this ain’t everything.
What about sports on the toilet? There seem to be records to achieve:
The welcoming cry
There’s one special thing about men and women: Men do think woman know what all guy’s stuff is all about, they are just not too interested. Well, it’s different with real men’s sports, but that’s just of no bigger importance. These sports are just pure manhood not meant to be understood. But with all other things — girls know what that is all about when the chips are down.
Men don’t. Women think men are good listeners as they are quite and ask a question from time to time. Like “Really? Uhh” and so. That’s good tactics by the way to come closer to chicks. But men don’t really come to greater knowledge about girl’s stuff. They just pretend.
Having that in mind it’s just right that Sophiabiabia poses this question not to guys:
We guys really don’t know what the importance of crying could be in this very situation. Guys hardly cry in this moment. At least I hope so.
But how good is it to welcome your child in that way of yoda speak? Maybe there’s the reason why guys don’t listen to anything women say.
Nobelpreise gehen nach Deutschland
Es ist ja nicht so, dass sich aus den Nobelpreisverleihungen nichts literarisches machen liesse…
The time of non-existence
When you come to this world, your parents are mostly the first ones to trust. They teach you to speak and walk. You take over their habits and thoughts. One day you start to act on your own, think on your own, live your life independently from their leadership.
Then you start criticizing them, you doubt their behaviour in things you can judge upon yourself by now. You build up your own personality and you think this is a good development.
But still your parents are your parents. And they can easily shock you with details you’re not responsable for, but that are somehow related to you:
Der braune Erinnerungstweet
Es gibt unter den deutschen Tweets inzwischen einige Klassiker. Die Bundestagswahl 2009 hat einen dieser Klassiker hervorgebracht. Er wurde zunächst von mehr als 20 Leuten als “favorisiert” gekennzeichnet und insgesamt mit und ohne Rückbezug und manchmal in etwas abgewandelter Form mehr als 300 Mal von Twitterern wiederholt. Es handelt sich um den Tweet, mit dem Truck Driver NPD-Wähler an den Wahlgang erinnert:
Nun gibt es für den Witz, der in diesem Tweet steckt ein gewisses Zeitfenster, das heisst: Heute ist er gar nicht mehr so witzig. Er war es allerdings in der letzten Woche es schon sehr, am Sonntag bereits weniger. Aber es wird schon mit dem Teufel zugehen müssen, sollte es kein Revival dieses Spruchs bei den kommenden Wahlen geben. Dieser Tweet bedient nämlich den Sprecher entweder in der Hinsicht, lustig zu sein oder in der Hinsicht, eine politische Haltung nett zu verpacken. Oder beides, ganz egal. Diese Raffinesse macht ihn einfach zu einem Klassiker.
Es gibt einen gewisses Indiz, dass Truck Driver tatsächlich der Urheber dieses Spruchs ist, da er vor ein paar Monaten schon einmal einen ähnlichen Tweet abgesondert hat, der aber nicht diese Schneeballwirkung erzielt hat:
Daher gönnen wir mal Truck Driver die Lorbeeren für diesen Klassiker.