The mistake people make when they talk about not being able to trust Wikipedia is in the implicit assumption that we could trust encyclopedias as infallible sources before Wikipedia.
I like Wikipedia because I know it could be wrong. Regular encyclopedias can be wrong, too, but my guard was never up in the same way with them as it is with Wikipedia. I like Internet media specifically for the reason that Aaron Sorkin doesn’t like it: because it makes it that much more difficult for me to have any illusions about the fact that the burden of critical thought is on me.
I don’t automatically trust bloggers because a group of people I’ve never met decided to give them a badge that says “reporter” on it. I don’t turn off my critical thinking because they’ve gotten to be some sort of “professional”. I have to judge them on the merits of their writing and history of thoughtfulness or thoughtlessness alone. That is a feature, not a bug, because we should never trust any news media outlet implicitly.
repeating: I like Internet media specifically for the reason that Aaron Sorkin doesn’t like it: because it makes it that much more difficult for me to have any illusions about the fact that the burden of critical thought is on me.
This is the danger with loving both the character and the actor. My heart is breaking doubly today.
I’m grieving for Cory, who made me smile and always reminded me to never give up on myself and on finding a path to my passions and happiness. And who was goofy but serious in a way that always feels so familiar and hopeful and promising.
And I’m grieving for Finn, who made me smile and who was scared of the future and whether he’d be good enough, who was terrified he’d never find a path he could follow that he’d want to follow in a way that let me see myself on my tv, trying, always trying. And just the day before yesterday, after I completed a hard step that is a foundation for more hard steps on the road to improving my path, I thought to myself, “Maybe this will be your season, as well as Finn’s season. Maybe you’ll be in a place where you and Finn can both find what you want to do and how to be happy. Maybe you’ll be able to do this together.”
I made this post a year ago tomorrow. I woke up that morning in the guest room of my grandparents’ house, checked tumblr on my phone, and I sobbed. I snuck out the front door in my pjs to sneak around the back of the house to sit on my grandma’s butterfly bench and sob and wail on the phone to my mom—mourning and terrified that I’d never find what I was looking for—that I’d never be qualified to do anything.
Anyway, my point is: today was hard, tomorrow is going to be hard too. But you know what? Tomorrow is day one of my raise taking effect at my full time job, which I’ve had for over three months now and which I’ll continue having through at least December. And I’m thinking about school again.
And all of this still terrifies me. And I can’t do it with Finn the way I imagined, but he’s still with me. And so is Cory. And I don’t have much more of a clue than I did a year ago as to what I want to do long term. But I’m happy. And I’m still looking. And it’s still hard. And we’re going to do this.
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…starts with snorting cocaine out of a hooker’s ass…
and just gets more awkward from there.