First, the return of Amazin’ Avenue’s must-read This Week in SNY. I honestly can’t tell if the tone of This Week in SNY is gentle irony or genuine analysis or some combination of the two, which I believe qualifies it as some kind of internet-age work of genius and infinite Mets sadness.
Second, Adam Rubin recaps Chipper Jones’ chat with reporters about Jones’ impending retirement and how he’d like to be honored by the Mets:
It might be a recording of all my plate appearances where they announce my name and the chorus of boos rained down. I don’t know. Like I said, I’m not expecting anything. But anything would be appreciated.
Do you think Larry would volunteer for the dunk tank in center field? But imagine the lines . . .
Third, this essay about the internet from The Atlantic (which is, disappointingly, not a magazine about the ocean):
Vickers’s web of connections had grown broader but shallower, as has happened for many of us. We are living in an isolation that would have been unimaginable to our ancestors, and yet we have never been more accessible. Over the past three decades, technology has delivered to us a world in which we need not be out of contact for a fraction of a moment. In 2010, at a cost of $300 million, 800 miles of fiber-optic cable was laid between the Chicago Mercantile Exchange and the New York Stock Exchange to shave three milliseconds off trading times. Yet within this world of instant and absolute communication, unbounded by limits of time or space, we suffer from unprecedented alienation. We have never been more detached from one another, or lonelier. In a world consumed by ever more novel modes of socializing, we have less and less actual society. We live in an accelerating contradiction: the more connected we become, the lonelier we are. We were promised a global village; instead we inhabit the drab cul-de-sacs and endless freeways of a vast suburb of information.
– Stephen Marche, “Is Facebook Making Us Lonely?”
There’s a lot more in there, but two points: A.) I believe Jonathan Franzen made this exact point — or a fairly similar point — only he did it 14 years ago, in “Imperial Bedroom,” an essay since reprinted in the enjoyable How to be Alone. So that theory certainly proved spot on. B.) Try to read the above piece without feeling an uncontrollable urge to check Facebook.