Why haven't any of you fucko's bought me a spider monkey yet? I promise I'll take good care of him, and if he happens to die, be assured I will do all that I can in the name of science to figure out what goes on inside of them.
Anywho, I've been thinking lately. I can't seem to figure out my unique view (I was told we were all supposed to have one) on where this heap of blood and vomit we call the Internet, and whether it will do us any good in the end. Granted, I'm not nay-saying the whole thing, nor am I saying it will bring about the destruction of man.
I'm sure the television, in its infancy, was touted for all its redeeming qualities of bringing multimedia (hrmph!) to the home and making it possible to be entertained and educated in ways that had not been possible before. Look at what it is now. A box that most people's lives revolve around, sitting in front of it, getting fat, wondering who, out of the stinky old guy and the butt puncher that likes to run around naked, will get voted off the island this time. Has this really gotten us anywhere?
Enter the Internet. Now, its quite possible I'm looking forward to a pretty rewarding career in this new medium. When I think about it, it makes me pretty excited to be involved in such a dynamic and limitless technology. I can't help but wonder if the novelty of it all has worn off yet. What if, even after the dot com crash, it still hasn't? No matter how many companies go under, there are still quite a few that are doing well or all this wouldn't be here. Just what happens if all of this ends tomorrow, and the internet just becomes a new way for people to mindlessly burn off excess hours of their life (not that it isn't for me already)?
I really never banked on the Internet to replace your good ole' fashioned dime store, I just wanted an easier means of information. You read an interesting book, you could go look up information on the author. You get diagnosed with terminal anal cancer, you can look up what options doctors around the world are giving people in your situation. Things of that nature which don't include a 23 year old college drop out getting 2 billion in venture capitol to start e-Fart.com, your virtual fart headquarters.
Now, I know all of what I mentioned does exist, for the most part, but where did all this other shit come from? Is there any reason we need four different sites to buy pet supplies online? Who in the fuck would even want to buy pet supplies online? (On more of a personal level, who the fuck would even want a pet?)
But I digress, the point was I'm excited about getting involved in a technology that I have little faith in. I still get enveloped in a need to further my knowledge in different facets of it and get excited about working with different things, but when I step back and take it all in, it smells like one big shit burger.
I still love this stuff, and work on this site out of sheer enjoyment, despite for 4 hits a day I get.
Oh yea, if you have a good sense of humor and extreme patience to read 100 panels of comic genius per issue, go check out LeisureTown.