Pardon Me While I Subreference Sub-Subculture Again

I don’t consider myself a controversialist. I’m not trolling for a fight for page views. Many people have written me to tell me they like visiting my page because it’s not as angry as the Intertunnel often is. Glad to hear it.

People send me things all the time, for this blog and my other blogs, or simply because they want to share something with their Intertunnel friends. It makes my life more interesting.

You learn about all sorts of subcultures and memes and movements and pockets of resistance and shrines and cachement areas if you browse the Intertunnel as I do, but all people, me included of course, have a tendency to drift into: This is how I go when I go like this. I like getting stuff from all over from all kinds of people because it gets me out of my stale OODA loop and into an Immelman turn.

If it wasn’t for reader Charles Schneider, how would I know that there’s a little cottage industry on YouTube of pasting oddly chosen musical selections over a clip of Laurel and Hardy dancing? There’s dozens of them, all charming in their own way.

Kids today make their own fun out of the crap they find lying around, same as it always was. The crap changes a bit, that’s all.