When it comes to Seren­ity trail­ers, at least.

Why do we get the badly-​​edited swooshy space­ships, and you get the good dia­log. It’s our damned mother tongue, too.

…and remap­ping the social graph.

I think this ten­dency to have more dif­fuse iden­ti­ties or to be at the cen­ter (ego­is­ti­cally speak­ing) or a larger set of inde­pen­dent social net­works has much in com­mon with the move from agrar­ian vil­lages and the mod­ern metrop­o­lis. Some­one raised in a rural area is likely to go to school with, date, and work with the same social group for much of their life. In the city, you may be a very dif­fer­ent per­son in the office than you are in your neigh­bor­hood or in the clubs. The com­plex­ity of the phys­i­cal space of the city allows for bar­ri­ers between var­i­ous per­for­mances of iden­tity and inter­ac­tions among ref­er­ence groups.

and later

This idea of a vil­lage within the metrop­o­lis isn’t new to blog­ging: it is some­times termed a tribe (bund). I think blog­ging allows for not a “global vil­lage” in the McCluhan­ian sense, but for the emer­gence of more cen­tral iden­ti­ties and social net­works that more fre­quently over­lap. Since pri­vate, cor­po­rate, and pub­lic life are increas­ingly inter­pen­e­trated any­way, doesn’t it make sense to look for mod­els and tech­nolo­gies that allow us to work and play bet­ter in such an environment?

I’ve long thought that we choose the stereo­types by which we define our own lives from the same menu used by oth­ers. So, we are reminded to ask: Are we new­fan­gled peo­ple sub­di­vid­ing our lives into more smaller pieces, each aimed at dif­fer­ent audi­ence into which we want to blend? If we’re blessed with finite resources, what does fur­ther sub­di­vi­sion do to the qual­ity, the depth, and the value of each of our roles?

While it is some folks’ intu­ition that life today is shal­lower, that has always been a preva­lent intu­ition [“kids these days…”]. If there really are deep qual­i­ta­tive dif­fer­ences between now and back then, well… all bets are off and his­tory is of lit­tle use in know­ing what’s com­ing. But if noth­ing deep has changed, we should really be ask­ing: Where is the evi­dence of the many over­lap­ping lives lived by our forebears?

At green gab­bro it is opined:

I don’t want to see any of these crap aquar­ium exhibits about how sharks are nice and you can pet them. Sharks are sup­posed to be killing machines! If a shark isn’t fight­ing a bear, or at least think­ing about fight­ing a bear, or maybe fight­ing a pirate or a zom­bie croc­o­dile or a por­cu­pine, what good is the shark? Answer: no good!

and, else­where:

I don’t give a shit about future–me. I mean, I do, but all things in mod­er­a­tion, y’know? I don’t want to be in the habit of plac­ing every expe­ri­ence in some grand life plan, jot­ting every good idea down for future con­sid­er­a­tion, or oth­er­wise con­stantly expand­ing my focus beyond the present moment. So phooey on you, life hack­ers! Nethack is more fun than life­hacks anyway.