It’s fair to say that when I write about the Internet or digital devices, my tone tends toward the cautionary, and that’s probably understating the case. But, as my wife would be quick to confirm, I don’t always practice what I preach. I wanted to do something about this, so I created a list of digital disciplines (obviously couldn’t resist the alliteration) that I’ll be trying to stick to in a serious, but not quite puritanical fashion.
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So you’re thinking about sending a dick pic. Congratulations! There comes a time in every man’s life when this thought crosses his mind. This very website has even implied
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After a spate
Gmail looks different
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Humanity is finally starting to realize that we dont need to make phone calls and leave voicemails like a bunch of animals. Instead, we’ve moved on to the more refined, less-social-anxiety-inducing text message. But with the rise of SMS comes a relatively new phenomenon: The misdirected text from a wrong number. It’s a peculiar kind of power—don’t abuse it.
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It’s the fifth of July, and in most parts of the country, it’s a gorgeous summer Friday that many of us, sadistically, have to spend indoors, in front of computers. Or do we?
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You’re not looking to bang every person you meet online. Sometimes, you’re just looking for friends. But somehow, meeting someone you know online platonically has become a far more awkward endeavor than a random OKCupid date. You know her but you dont know her. Do you shake hands? Do you hug? Do you do that open-palmed half-wave? God forbid she goes for the hug and you go for the handshake like you’re in some jerking, uncoordinated, chest-poking dance.
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An Instagram photo carries a certain artificial heft to it. There’s a sense of importance, or at least permanence, to the photos we post to these accounts that you don’t get from tweets or even status updates on Facebook. Instagram isn’t naturally this way; it’s developed this weight because everything on Instagram is beautiful. And with the addition of video, we’ve got a wonderful opportunity to make the platform more interesting—but we have to be careful.
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True story: When I was in middle school, my mother sat my brother and me down at the dining room table to give us lessons from Emily Post’s big blue bible called Etiquette. Fold your napkin when you leave the table. Start with the silverware on the outside and work your way in. A lot of those lessons still apply today. But you know what we don’t need? Those century-old tropes being applied to how we live our digital lives.
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