So, I’ve been thinking a lot lately about social media, non-personal communications, and the rise of passive aggressiveness as a result.
Personally, a combination of shifting societal norms and my career objectives have caused me to make a conscious choice to live my life on fairly public terms. No matter how technology changes our world in the future, I expect that my life will remain under public scrutiny from here on out. That’s not to say that I don’t keep some things private – I’m actually an intensely private person who chooses to open up specific portions of my life to the public eye. Continue reading “I Bet You Think This Tweet Is About You”
If our young men miscarry in their first enterprises, they lose all heart. If the young merchant fails, men say he is ruined. If the finest genius studies at one of our colleges, and is not installed in an office within one year afterwards in the cities or suburbs of Boston or New York, it seems to his friends and to himself that he is right in being disheartened, and in complaining the rest of his life. A sturdy lad from New Hampshire or Vermont, who in turn tries all the professions, who teams it, farms it, peddles, keeps a school, preaches, edits a newspaper, goes to Congress, buys a township, and so forth, in successive years, and always, like a cat, falls on his feet, is worth a hundred of these city dolls. He walks abreast with his days, and feels no shame in not ‘studying a profession,’ for he does not postpone his life, but lives already. He has not one chance, but a hundred chances.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson, Self-Reliance