I can not stand it anymore. I simply MUST rant about MySpace.
If you are a fan of that site you might want to just skip this.
I am freaking sick of MySpace.
All the young Runners and Clerks at the firm have a MySpace account. Many of Little Dog's friends have one. Lots of otherwise sane and mature people have one.
"It's a great networking tool!" (I can assure you that no corporation is going to recruit a major executive based on his or her MySpace profile.)
"It's a great way to meet people!" (So is showering and actually going out into the world.)
"I have a lot of 'friends' on MySpace!" (No, you do not. Friends are made through shared experiences, not via glitter messages.)
People, let me tell you. They LIE on MySpace. Never has it been so easy to lie to so many people. Photoshop allows you to be thinner or blonder or to have a bigger chest. The keyboard allows one to endow themselves with any virtue; any job title; any geographic location. The blog option allows you to create and to claim any number of experiences.
My friends? I know what they really look like. I know where they work because I have been there to pick them up for lunch. I know how they are doing because I call them.
I have nothing against the Internet. In fact, I think it is one of the most incredible resources available today. By virtue of this very blog I maintain my own net presence.
I do not need to check my profile views for validation. And if you are reading this right now you are most likely already my friend and just checking in to see what has inspired me to write.
My 16 year old nephew has a MySpace and my sister has never seen it. (I looked and he is a good boy sis.)
I have friends who expressly forbid their 13 year old daughter to have one. She did it anyway, and because they are involved parents they quickly found out. Rather than remove the page they had her make one last entry while they supervised. In it, she stated that she had set up the site against her parents wishes and that, by doing so, she had exhibited to them the very immaturity that led them to the decision in the first place. Therefore, she would not be posting any more. Oh, and they also had her go ahead and add a message to her friends explaining that she would not be available for phone calls or visits because she was currently grounded indefinitely.
Heh heh. I say kudos to them for holding her accountable.
Bojo took her laptop on vacation solely to be able to check (and post to) her MySpace account. I cannot imagine doing this myself.
For me, a vacation is to get away from the obligations. If you are in a new place for limited time, why waste precious time in front of a monitor? If you are making memories why not enjoy them...savour them..experience them - rather than condense them into daily blog updates.
And speaking of wasting time...
I can live a very happy and fulfilled life without daily glitter greetings...or stupid pictures...or seeing extremely large dicks or boobs. And I do quite well without bad grammar and spelling errors thankyouverymuch.
I am who I am. I am in no hurry to be older or more powerful or popular. I do not wish to be younger or more beautiful or more glorified.
And if I ever do? Then I will get a MySpace.