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What's the fucking point of having a messaging service that allows you to converse with anybody at all if nobody is going to ever fucking respond. I know I'm nobody's Adonis, but for fuck's sake people, you could at least have the decency to acknowledge that somebody took the time to write you. That somebody took a few moments of their day to acknowledge your unique existence.
I'm not here trying to hook up with strangers. I'm not here trying to get a couple of one-night-fucks. But if the point is to get all of your friends to sign up and then you're done... if the site has a finite goal, well fuck that shit. That's why Friendster is so boring. Because you can't actually make friends on it. You can only get your real friends to sign up, and eventually you run out of real friends. When that happens you just stop logging in. What a waste of time.
Internet communities, internet dating, internet hangouts, internet ice cream socials... it's all a farce. These places want you to feel like you belong to something special. They want you to belong. If that were true then there wouldn't be advertising on every single fucking page of every single site. If you want to meet people and make new friends there's this incredible invention called outside. Basically everyone who has ever used "Outside" has increased the quality of their life. It's foolproof.
I'm going to start my own site. I'm going to call it Beautiful People... or some similar tripe. Something that will validate one person's existence while pissing on another's. Something polarizing. I'm going to start this site and everyone who signs up will have to be hand picked by me to actually belong to the interweb society. If you're not picked then you won't even get to see the site. That's how unwelcome ugly people will be. And once I've got all of the beautiful people in the entire world on my site, I'll start pumping in the Zyklon-B. That should level the playing field. Being attractive won't do you a lick of good if you're dead. You'll just be a comely corpse. |
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