I was hanging with Deke (@dekebridges of Twitterverse) the other day. You don't get 50K followers or whatever it is by being a bot. Deke is a Penrosian Node in a non-computable space, a neural net given over to meme filtering, amplification, and propagation. He's an instrument of the Zeitgeist.
I'll call him Lawn Mower Man for short (just kidding, insider allusion).
The thing about Deke is he likes Wendy's and one in particular. He's brand loyal, to this instance (the special case), and to the class or template, the species. This is Python talk, the computer language, just like Java jive at this level (Smalltalk, C# or whatever).
There's the pie-in-the-sky Platonic Wendy's in a Platonic strip mall (which need have nothing to do with stripping or strip bars, no need for see-no-evil monkeys to avert their eyes), and then there's the actual brick and mortar on-the-ground site-specific Wendy's, which typifies the ideal in an actual instance.
It's a Wendy's with a self, to continue the Python talk. And it's not just a mindless affiliation in Deke's case. He sincerely likes the chili f'rinstance.
Anyway, as we were driving around he suggested we might stop at Wendy's. I said "I'm a Taoist, I don't fight the Way, when with Deke, go to Wendy's" and we did.
Deke just called. Gotta go.