So, like, wow, you have a myspace.
It just warms my heart to have you send me links to it, where I can see photos of you in various poses, pouting and finally being the fabulous international model you always hoped you would be.
And the blurb about you! The ingenuity! You say all these things that are witty and insightful, notions about life and pop culture, interspersed with things you love that make you somehow more unique and interesting than the 2 million plus other fools on the web right now. It is as though you are pointing that telescope right back at yourself, not taking yourself too seriously, when really you are just trying desperately to be cool so that you can get 15 more people to be your “friend” and litter your page with their equally inane comments on life and how hot your hair is right now.
Don’t forget to include a few well-chosen videos of yourself doing things and laughing, so that people will know how much fun you are to have around. And most importantly, have a music player that gives the website visitor no choice, but blasts out a song at high volume. It is akin to aural rape. It is downright rude.
After all your efforts to make yourself appealing, individual and hipster on your little slice of the interweb, you just come across as self-obsessed, self-absorbed, over-rated, desperately unfunny, shallow and – terribly sorry to say this – average.
Enjoy your mediocrity!
Did they include the link? Now I have to see the profile.
You know, this rant perfectly sums up my opinion about the MySpace Friendster Facebook etc. phenom as well. The stupid flash pictures of dumb drunken sluts who spend two hours a day on their retarded ironed side-parted streaky hairdos holding up Budweisers and making poutyface…The dopey 3/4 “sexy modeling bedroom eyes+cleavage” posed pictures! The Halloween pictures where they take advantage of the opportunity to dress even sluttier than usual, pile on more makeup than usual and get even drunker than usual…the overall crappiness of all these dimwits laboring on their cacophonic cluttered misspelled profiles in a desperate bid for popularity and admiration…why? WHY? Sex?
Well played, well played.
I agree with you whole-heartedly, DURR, and your post was a rant in itself!
This is true about everyone but me.