Everyone knows that any grad student with an internet connection is probably reading a good deal of online content at best tangential to their research interests (even you, media "scholars"). It even feels so good to do this when you know you have hundreds of pages of real stuff to read.
But it also feels so good to read article after article, post after post, that lives nowhere other than in the wide world of the web and know you have absolutely nothing of intellectual substance that you'll be needing to throw yourself into afterwards. It even makes you think about doing things that for people with actual time constraints are a complete waste of time, such as leaving comments, editing wikipedia articles, and keeping up with not only the newest music and film, but what people who keep up with that kind of stuff think of it.
And conducting this endless click and click and click again research to the tune of the guitar and accordion duo that wonders around the sidestreets outside the office and serenades the neighborhood's office workers really makes it so much better.
Would you believe that running up to Turkish President Gul's visit to the Netherlands, a museum exhibit to celebrate 400 years of Turkish-Dutch relations displayed a 17th-century drawing depicting a fez as a makeshift toilet and pages of the Koran as makeshift toilet paper? Would you believe there exists a clearly superior rival to the douchebaggery of Tucker Max? Would you believe that I do not find this person particularly impressive?
posts like this make me realize why i should stop worrying so much about money. merely having an extra thousand dollars a month would make this person want to get a used porsche (maybe, in the old days)? god, i should start a blog about money. or you should. i just don't understand how not being an absurd consumerist gets traffic.
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