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Stuff I Liked in 2015, pt. 5 – Twitter

I regularly curse Twitter for harboring pettiness, selfishness, and casual cruelty, but the truth is that, for every moment of those, there are many more moments when the incessant cleverness of the people I follow keeps me company and pulls me forward when nothing else does. My new year’s gift to you is 25 of those moments.


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How to Be a Better Friend

Yesterday for #SinceritySunday, a Twitter trend I started a few years ago that’s caught on all over my living room, I tweeted this:

Since hundreds of people 1All of whom are located deep within my imagination. have asked me what differentiates help, support, encouragement, and sympathy, I thought I’d clarify.

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1. All of whom are located deep within my imagination.

Stuff I Liked in 2014, pt. 5 – Twitter

Despite all the vitriol I spray towards Twitter, one of the most enjoyable moments of my year was reading through the tweets I retweeted in 2014, chortling uncontrollably. Below are 25 of my favorites. Thank you to everyone who’s been nice to me on Twitter, or who cheered me up when I needed it, or is simply a good human being in an online sea of terrible ones.

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2013: A Year in Media Absorption, pt. 5 – Twitter

For 2012’s year-end Twitter list I picked my 40 favorite tweeters and then posted their best tweets. This year I reversed that and chose my 50 favorite tweets, with a rule of no more than one per person. 1And listed alphabetically by user. Compiling the list resulted in me nearly being tossed from the library for uncontrollable giggling. I had a very hard time trimming it down to 50.

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1. And listed alphabetically by user.

25 Things Shia LaBeouf Plagiarized His Name From, According to Twitter

This is Bravery

Gabrielle Calvocoressi
Gabrielle Calvocoressi

The rule I made for myself most days was that I had to leave the house and smile at least three people that I didn’t know. I had to make eye contact and just say hello, which is to say even if I was shaking or had been throwing up from all the anxiety all day long I still needed to walk out on Claremont Blvd. and face the world.

This is the opening paragraph to Gabrielle Calvocoressi’s “The Year I Didn’t Kill Myself,” which she’s writing in a series of posts on The Best American Poetry blog over the next year. She’s now four entries in, and it hurts to read for anyone who feels sympathy, but mostly for anyone who feels hope.

Most of Ms. Calvocoressi’s story deals with her coping with her mother’s suicide, but that paragraph grabbed me immediately, through my chest and wrapped its fingers around my ribs and pulled. It’ll do the same for anyone who’s ever battled severe anxiety, whether they know the have or not. But after that initial familiarity the first thing I thought of, strangely, was Twitter.

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2012: A Year in Media Absorption, pt. 3 – Twitter

Oh Twitter, how I love loathe love loathe acknowledge thee. Wonderful, horrible Twitter has become,  inarguably, the only way that I communicate with the outside world. For every 100,000 tweeters who could refine the Universe by stumbling into a crevasse, there’s one who improves my life in 140-character increments every day. Here are a tweet each from 40 people I couldn’t get enough of this year. 1Actually it’s 38 people, one horse, and one bird. In alphabetical order by username.

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1. Actually it’s 38 people, one horse, and one bird. In alphabetical order by username.