Network society has become a transparent love-in, an orgy of oversharing, an endless digital Summer of Love.
I can be terse. I can be taut. I can be Didion.
OK, two out of three.
Yesterday, Jane waved to us all, resolute, from her career train. It was her farewell to Writer Unboxed.
Did you notice how clean her post was?
No sentiment. No clutter. Crap-free.
Let’s think together here in such a mode.
Let’s think about one form of interaction on our “social” media, specifically how we praise everybody from Caesar on down.
In the spirit of economy, let’s drop “media” (still a plural word, damn it).
We’re just going to call it “social” now. “The social.”
One of my favorite authors, Andrew Keen, green-lights this for us.
He does it in his new book, Digital Vertigo. Keen nods to another fine critic of our modern mayhem, author Clay Shirky. The emphasis is mine: “In an age of radically transparent online communities like Twitter and Facebook, the social has become, in Shirky’s words, the ‘default’ setting on the Internet.”
*Hereafter, any needed JONAH LEHRER DISCLAIMER will be coded JLD for brevity.
Good. Housekeeping done.
On we go.
How To Offer Praise on the Grid
(or: If You’re a Writer, Tweet Like One, Will You?)