Murphy regarding a particular form of communication between egos: if one tells another something the latter needs to know to not screw up, the latter becomes indignant for the seeming implication they're an idiot; if not told, they screw up, and subsequently become indignant for not having been told what would have prevented them from screwing up.
One thing I love about my SO is that neither of us natively speak the tongue of the other, and so the miscommunications that frequently occur are more on the level of *whoopsie-doodle* instead of *ARE-YOU-DEAF*.
"You see Marge, the problem's communication. Too much communication."
~ Homer, 900BC
I was in that position once upon a time. Our solution was to grow distant in ways that couldn't be whoopsie-doodled away.... <winces>
List of New Fears
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- [ ] Grow distant from loved ones in new and terrifying ways.
Well, I'm just sayin'... given what communication is... or, perhaps more precisely, isn't....
For example, my favorite aunt (extremely instrumental in my life for having introduced me to the Beatles at roughly age three while babysitting me) and I talked for the first time in, let's see... roughly 11 years the other night.
We'd exchanged maybe four or five emails in that time, but her response rate isn't nearly what I need to feel it more (than less) possible something between us isn't awry.
But, well... I guess the problem was (um.. is.. <coughs>) primarily me. I was early to the local BBS scene, to the internet, could already type like gangbusters, and was slowly evolving an inner attitude of minimalism that had me believing perhaps soon enough I'd have need for very little but an internet portal.. that digital content could become my sole source of conceptual nourishment.. and somehow I just couldn't grasp how I wasn't remotely close to being in the majority in that attitude.
On the "not my fault" side, it doesn't help that it seems most are bountifully satisfied with "small talk" (see also: sufficiently socially safe to not hang oneself with..?) for most of their communication needs... which tends to have me doing finger tapping and/or eye-rolling exercises faster than a URL gets 404'd....
had me believing perhaps soon enough I'd have need for very little but an internet portal
I can completely understand this feeling. I felt the same way in my early twenties, especially as I wasn't particularly adept at making real friends.
I just couldn't grasp how I wasn't remotely close to being in the majority in that attitude.
Yeah, even now I think 'well of course people would think X' only to realise I'm trapped in my own bubble, and that Y is the norm for most.
>> had me believing perhaps soon enough >> I'd have need for very little but an >> internet portal >I can completely understand this >feeling. I felt the same way in >my early twenties, especially as I >wasn't particularly adept at making >real friends.
I've been on a hot streak of late for lucking into some list sites referencing additional sites - including nested list sites. Beats the hell out of of the search engine centric approach. In fact, I feel a song spoof coming on even as I type:
imagine there's no search results
I wonder if you can
no need for ads or javascript
a surferhood of <pronoun>
Well... I'm not saying it doesn't need some work.... :-)
> Yeah, even now I think 'well of course > people would think X' only to realise > I'm trapped in my own bubble, and that > Y is the norm for most.
Bubble trouble!
I genuinely think this is what the internet will evolve into -- people sharing lists of their trusted sites to friends, and their friends' friends.
Sort of like ad-blocking lists, with the added danger that companies might pay people with popular lists to insert their corporate site onto it.