|me in the winter:||how do you expect me to do things it's fucking freezing outside|
|me in the summer:||how do you expect me to do things it's fucking hell outside|
photo by james snyder of a cuban tree frog who swallowed a christmas light when a bug landed on it. the bulb was gently pulled from his stomach, and the frog seemed no worse for wear, if however slightly insulted. but that’s probably because he’s so thin skinned.
we’re taking a group of people who have insider knowledge of the English language (or at least a good grasp of it) and placing them in a new, unfamiliar, virtual space. This space introduces visual aids to language in the form of photos and gifs, the ability to comment on someone else’s text in a reblog and the ability to communicate a lot of information in very few words using hashtags. We also see the creation of tone in a toneless medium. In order to simulate conversational patterns in writing we SHOUT WHEN WE’RE SUPER EXCITED or *psssst whisper when we’re pretending to tell someone a secret while perfectly aware that anyone on the internet can read what we’re saying.* slash the coolest bit tho is that u can like ironically forgo all capitalization and punctuation just write in a weird speech pattern its ok everyone will still understand maybe it even helps read the text more quickly because nothing is interrupting the flow of words
In short, this dialect results when people who already share a language are given new tools. The result isn’t a butchering of English language but a creative experiment with it. Am I claiming that the Internet as a whole is operating on a level of postmodernism that would make Joseph Heller, Kurt Vonnegut and Thomas Pynchon seem like novices? maybe i am maybe im not u punk wut of it like who r u to tell me otherwise
this is poetry
his kids get christmas cards every year and theyre always addressed to james s., albus r., and lily l. and harry’s like “wow you dont even know my kid’s middle name what the hell is the r for???”
"oh man my bad i thought his middle name was remus whoops something about that ‘bravest man i ever knew’ threw me"