The Mongol Rally Launch

Random Bollocks

The Mongol Rally launch got underway the other week and I was lucky enough to be there. It was a hotch-potch of swamp wrestling, drinking, more fighting, football, cars, dust, dirt and food; and utterly feral fest that was a delight to attend. Most of the ralliers are somewhere near Turkey, their shit cars struggling to take them any further. Will they reach the finish? If you care, you’re missing the point.

Text Me Instead

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Remember when you had to tap ‘7’ four times before you got to ‘s’? Yeah, those were the days, and those days are back, for me at least. This is the Nokia 3310 and its simplicity has given me an idea, an idea that will change your life. What with all my “Social media is toxic, give it up” rantings, I thought it would be good to do something tangible rather than just natter about it. So here it is, this phone is your social media pacifier. Let me explain.

Let’s say you’re on a train, in the quiet carriage no less. It’s hot, like proper hot. The kind of hot that’s plastered across all the papers and excites the weather forecasters on the news; and thanks to a miscommunication between a train engineer and his mate Bob, the airconditioning isn’t working. Everyone on board is sweating, sweating buckets. Your clammy skin uncomfortably brushes somebody else’s and you both feel gross. Then, as if egged on by a devil on their shoulder, someone whips out their phone and makes a phone call, a loud one. IT’S THE FUCKING QUIET CARRIAGE.

Rather than be normal about it and politely ask them to shut their stupid face, you turn to Twitter to spout some rage. A few little likes come in and you feel a little better. While you’re there you skim through your feed and start to see a barrage of bullshit unfurl, this time in your digital world; now you’re feeling even more annoyed. You turn to Facebook instead, but all that does is remind you that you’re stuck on a boiling hot train somewhere near Basingstoke while your mate Tom is walking his dog by a river. Shit, isn’t it?

Introducing “Text Me Instead”. This is my bespoke service to you, my loyal website/newsletter reader. Instead of tweeting or posting on Facebook, text me your thoughts instead. You may receive a response, you may not, that’s not the point. Instead, every week I will post the “tweets” right here on my website so that your views have been shared with the world without being tracked, analysed and sold on by social networks. You can choose to remain anonymous or provide your name, it’s up to you.

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Remember, Text Me Instead.

Flip me, we’ve only gone and started a new series of The Modern Mann


This is the episode that inspired me to start this site. Jaron Lanier’s “The Arguments For Deleting Your Social Media Accounts Right Now” struck a chord with me, just not with Olly.

To let you know though, I have eased off massively from social media since the recording and announced my last post for a while with this vid. So far, it’s been brilliant and I’d urge everyone to try it. Before you do, go read Jaron’s book; he explains it way better than me.

People Around Computer

I’m trying to rid myself of social media

Random Bollocks

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Hi. Hello there. Thanks for popping along to this, my website. Fuck it, let’s call it a blog. I’ve recently become a little perturbed by the world of social media. After reading Jaron Lanier’s brilliant “Ten Arguments For Deleting Your Social Media Accounts Right Now” I thought to myself, “He’s got a point”.

So, here’s the plan. I’m gonna focus on this instead, gradually binning off my social accounts. I’ll focus my efforts on a newsletter for those who are interested and will plop out the occasional video that wasn’t shat out in 5 minutes after a bad idea popped into my head.

So. Join me won’t you. Oh, the newsletter sign up isn’t ready yet, but it will be soon. It’s gonna be great, in fact, this illustration from Atari back in the day is exactly what’s it gonna be like when my newsletter drops in your inbox. “HEY EVERYONE, OLLIE HAS SOMETHING TO SAY! GATHER ROUND”