He tried to get a pretty girl to PM him and got a ‘look’ from his wife, then the girl later discovered that he’d blocked her. Presumably on order from his wife.
Basically, celebrity forgets we can all see what he says and gets into trouble at home. Nothing earth-shattering. Just sorta funny.
Yah, me, too, buddy. I mean, I kinda followed it, enough to know some celeb I’m too old and white to have heard of, was caught by his wife in the digital equivalent of ogling a younger woman. But that reminds me of why I don’t use Twitter. It’s just too … chaotically non-linear for me.
A few weeks ago I heard a story on NPR about black Twitter. The gist of it was that the African American community uses Twitter to discuss issues of importance to them. In the story, a journalism professor described it as “… a culturally-linked network of communicators who use Twitter to talk about issues of interest to black communities.” When I heard that line, I thought “What? How?” How can you have a discussion with only 140 characters?
The zip format can, if I remember correctly, usually compress English to about 1/8th its original length. So if you take your statement and compress it, then use base-64 encoding to convert it into something that can be posted on Twitter (causing it to expand by 1/3rd).
If my math is correct, that means that you could actually post 840 characters to Twitter on average, if you and your friends are getting down and nerdy.
I knew of course that there existed people who were unfamiliar with social media. But I’m surprised to find so many of them here…on an online message board (not that far removed from being the same thing). This was admittedly a silly little trifle, but if you follow politics, or music, or cinema, or television, Twitter is pretty central to all of those pursuits and many more.
Look at this thread - many posts are under 140 characters. People can also compose a longer post in Notes, take a pic, and post that. Or they can post multiple tweets.
I am 59, and I couldn’t make heads nor tails of it. Usually I have my daughter explain such things to me, but I am at work.
The issue is that now that I understand it, I don’t want to. It’s like hearing about the Kardashians. Some things I wish I could un-know. Having such things in my head even for a moment uses up neural space, and at my age I don’t have any to spare.
I should have quit the instant I saw the phrase “so-and-so is the new Uncle Buck”. That way lies madness.
Mike Epps is a stand up comic and has been in movies for about 20 years. If the “New Uncle Buck” gives you fits how about “Starring as Richard Pryor in the upcoming Lee Daniels/Harvey Weinstein biopic.” You may not know him and he isn’t on the superstar level but he certainly is a well known comic and actor.
Attractive woman (AW) posts a random thought on Twitter.
Mike Epps sees AW and says “Hey” directly to her but in the open so anyone can read it. Just like an arrogant asshole would walk up to a woman at the bar.
AW laughs and says hello. It is after all a celebrity talking directly to her.
Epps asks if she is on Instagram.
AW says not anymore.
Epps asks her to send him a private message.
Mrs Epps sends out a tweet in public directly linking to Mr Epps and AW and using the equivalent of :dubious: (or maybe a combination of :mad:)
AW then posts a picture of a screenshot saying that she has been blocked from following or viewing the tweets of Mike Epps with the obvious inference that the shenanigans were shut down by Mrs Epps.
Various members of Twitter make memes and tweets making fun of Mike Epps.
Basically Mike Epps tried to pick up a random attractive woman and did so in public on Twitter. His wife saw it and shut him down, also in public.
I’m 40, and the biggest problem I had was the plot twist. I couldn’t figure out if the young lady blocked him because she got the hairy eyeball from Mrs Epps, or if Mr Epps blocked the young lady. I think the first version is funnier, but I’m not fluent enough in Twitter to understand the details. I get the gist, like a joke in Spanish, but not every detail, so I’m sitting here over thinking it instead of finding it very funny.
Someday, we are all going to be lectured by having an googly eye emoji sent to us. Perhaps someone will get fired from their job in the near future by being texted cartoons of a ghost and an arrow pointing to a door.
Then when the New York Daily News runs a story on it, the usual suspects will link to it and explain their confusion in short, declarative sentences.