So Leopold Bloom used Twitter, at least in the theoretical sense. The stream-of-consciousness thoughts that are sent out to us in the page of Joyce’s Ulysses contain the same fast-paced, random gems of wisdom and obsession and banality as the typical tweet.

Paltry funeral: coach and three carriages.  It’s all the same.  Pallbearers, gold reins, requiem mass, firing a volley.  Pomp of death. (Joyce 83) Continue Reading »