|| pissed off
I wrote an entry in my journal about how easy it used to be to find potential friends and more-than friends on the interweb. The more I think about it, the more pissed I get. So I'm going to rant about it here.
Sure, 35 out of 40 would flat out ignore you, and even more would eventually fade into the black void of nothingness, but it didn't matter when you could just click on find-a-buddy and get something like 500 more people to bug.
Most of my current internet friends, I met in this way - the dial-a-random-number-in-the-phone-book-because-the-name-sounds-hot-or-cool method. But now they're dropping like flies: whether they lose net access, switch screennames without giving me the memo, go to college, or turn out to be manipulative bitches oblivious to such concepts as common human courtesy, I am in dire need of some new e-friends.
So I tried Yahoo, Aim, and even the unholy MSN. Turns out that while I was away (I had stored away enough e-friends for several winters), the member directories had become flooded with what amounted to spam profiles, advertising for porno sites.
I can understand it, I really can - the average male net user, plugging in his newfangled AOL to get his computer some of that "internet" stuff, would undoubtedly be pleased at the seemingly endless bounty of hot, horny, ready-to-go supermodels, with such names as "5HOTHRNYBICHX4U469."
And really, we've all fallen for it, one way or another. We all have clicked on a pop up, blinded by the false promises of meeting a pair of college coeds that has just sent us an IM with their names and addresses and favorite sexual positions. We have all clicked on a link, under the false impression that if we failed to do so, we would be missing out on live video chat with a real life female that would do whatever our dirty minds could come up with....and for some of us with overactive imaginations(The dreamers! Like me!), that's quite a claim indeed.
I understand it. But I don't have to like it. And I won't refrain from ripping out the throats of the porno execs that did this if I meet them on the street. For they have killed my dreams.
Now it seems that the only way to meet anyone is through a pay service, message boards, or community-style things like livejournal. Don't get me wrong, they all have their place, but none has the instant gratification of random IM'ing, the scratch ticket of the internet - one turns out to be a loser, no worries, go get another one, and hope renews itself. It was a glorious age for anti-social hermits like myself - friendships and relationships became commodities, easily had by anyone with a mouse and a shitty 56k connection on a 4 year old Compaq 486.
Oh no, none of that. Not today. Today, to even have a SHOT at friendship or relationships, you've got to go through the process of lurking, posting, courting, and rejection. It used to be we could go from step one to step four, and move on with our lives. No more! I am incensed that nobody else is as incensed as I am.
This is soothing, depressing, and off topic all at the same time. I'm sorry. Good night.