A diatribe. dammit, i can never remember what that means, but it's so representally and superficial awesome.
"Who are you"
"I dunno"
"Fuck you! Im in a diatribe!"
This seems wrong, out of context, and im starting to question whether this word actually exists.
Diatribe.
If i were to nominate anything of pertaining to the nature of the word diatribe, i would nominate networking. be it socialble or not. You see, networking is a great idea, when practiced, somewhat efficient for you to achieve whatever means you decree to be worth achieving, but an idea it should remain regardless. Ideas are shiny, pretty, perdy, and infallible in your head, awesome, ever reaching and unique to you. Bang, put that idea down, SPLOOSH! fallibilty, cracks, conforming to a standard of acceptance and seeing that idea, that beamed with the golden sunshine of a freshly baked bacon muffin, try deal with the real world. Thats networking, the only problem is everyone wants the idea, and they want it to work, so they reach, they impeach and they beseech (beseach?). Networks are the invisible strings that we tie people together with. Do they have a choice. HELLS NO! They are part of the network we invisage as that shiny idea, and when the network shows its cracks panic settles write in. And we reach. and reach. and reach. and despair. and then reach some more. and then reach till you can't reach no more. (don't steal these lyrics to a future hit musical). Networking - the diatribe of my world. Superficially awesome, but out of context, seemingly wrong and i'm not sure if it actually exists. But im sure i'll find some cracks in this idea that seemed shiny a few moments ago.
OUT!
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