R-bomb

Being r-bombed is roughhh

"Joe," Juan said. "You been r-bombing me." ¶ He turned around and faced Juan. ¶ "Not me," he said. "Dad's got my phone. Wants to know what I'm into."

When you leave a message as "read," but you don't reply, you've just R-bombed someone, and that's not very nice.

Certainly, an advantage to activating read receipts is that they hold us accountable to not only responding, but doing so in a timely fashion. While Apple has made activating them optional, platforms such as Facebook Messenger and Snapchat don't offer smartphone users the luxury of choosing blissful ignorance. Instead, we must confront the fact that our presumably busy texting partner did indeed "R-bomb" us.

Whatever their line, Preece explains that a persistent R-bomber is typically disinterested in the person they're R-bombing but is simply too afraid or immature to admit it.

If you've ever seen those blue ticks on Whatsapp with no response, and become increasingly irate, you've been R-bombed.

Jocelyn Brewer is a psychologist and digital nutritionist with a special interest in the way human behavior and technology intersect. She says that people who R-bomb are likely to lack basic communication skills.

tfw ur classmates reads your message and all 94 of them r-bomb it

I haven't heard back from a prof on a paper, I've appealed, I've sent too many emails to feel comfortable messaging them againand^([sic – meaning again and]) again. I wanted to know if grades are finalized, hoping that the professor was still looking at my appeal, or if I just got R bombed by a professor at university.

The thirty minutes between her dropping the R-bomb [i.e., reproduction] and the bell for the end of the lesson dragged by with glacial slowness. She might as well not have been there, she felt, for all the attention that was paid.

When White House chief of staff Rahm Emanuel said a group of liberal activists were "fucking retarded," he was roundly condemned for dropping an R-bomb that way.

Cancer, John Mayer and "Please Don't Call Me Racist": Diffusing the R-Bomb

Of course, one is in a state of constant improvement. A state of Racist Rehab, if you will. When things get messy on Facebook, and a bunch of us racists start dropping R-bombs on each other, I like to take the moral high ground and say, "I know. I'm also a racist, but I'm in recovery." In fact, it's hard to be anything else, having been raised in a country where race is the currency of any kind of success, where the class oppression common worldwide is so closely grafted to skin colour.

Yep, just to reinforce the point, she'd dropped the R-bomb. Anyone who was a child during the 1970s understands the knee-jerk horror created by the mere mention of rabies.