A deliberately short email that rescues obscura from the dead Internet.
The Internet used to be a place you could wander and get happily lost. Now it herds you like sheep up a hill someone already owns. The feeds keep you scrolling through paid links and generated results, and everywhere you look you’re confronted by the same-sameness of it all. Whatever happened to stumbling onto something odd and wonderful by accident?
The curators of Just One Thing go looking so you don’t have to. One email, one thing worth knowing. A spectacular data visualisation one day, a slam poet the next. It might be a scrap of history, a bit of science, a curiosity from the far edges of culture or health. Whatever it is, you’d never have tripped over it yourself.
A whole bunch of us write it, so you get a different take on, well, pretty much everything. Something to fall back on when the conversation runs dry. Or just because you like knowing things.
In a world where anyone with an opinion (and a wallet) is constantly trying to shape yours, Just One Thing only has one thing to say: “Look what we found!”
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Curators of Thing
Karina
Of these things, I am sure:
Eddie is the love of my life.
Alice is my spirit animal.
David gives me joy.
The Internet is my happy place.
Social media is Satan’s butthole.
We’re only as strong as our weakest link.
I write about things I can’t not write about.
Nikita
I love spending time with my grumpy dog, even as he ignores me. Hyperlinks are the endless rabbit holes of the Internet, and I’m obsessed with media in all forms, from movies to books to comics. Writing about it all comes naturally. People think I’m a bit of a know-it-all, and they’re right.
Dolly
My love affair with the Internet began with the Internet in India. I worked at India’s very first Internet company way back in the days when websites were published by first loading them onto floppy disks -the original 8-inch disks. From the flashy yet classy ‘websites’ I made on Geocities to the friends I made on IRC to watching Google take baby steps to today, I’ve been around every crevice of the Internet -even the dark web, though in the ’90s, all web was the dark web. So yeah, I know a thing or two about obscure, and I’m as jaded as they come. My posts are my bookmarks folder.
