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Myspace

Thursday, January 19, 2006
So, as (statistically speaking) most of the readers of this little blog would be aware, there is the entity on the internet known as MySpace. It's a network, really, where any individual can build a page that shows off interests, ideas, blogs, friends, etc. It's a free social program, of sorts.

This is, on the internet, known as a Good Thing(tm).

Yours truly even signed up and can be found there. And, in a shameless act of self-promotion, I've got enough info there so that anyone interested in finding me could, then it points them here. You see - and I'm sure this will come as a shock - the author and editor of this little blog has what's known in layman's terms as "control issues" and the nice thing about THIS blog is I more or less completely control it. If I don't want it up any more, I can delete it. If I want everyone but AOL users to see it, I can do that. (I'm the man.)

MySpace has allowed me to find (and be found by) old friends, which is cool. I've even looked up people from high school (for better or for worse) and, for the most part, found that the poeple from my past are either still my friends - or I don't care to remember them. C'est la vie.

One complaint: Why do people feel compelled to customize their page to the point of being garish and hard to read? Sometimes, to my infinite joy, profiles even contain music, and extra feature! (Links chosen at complete random so as to not offend. I don't know these people.)

MySpace gives people power. But as Lord Acton pointed out, "Power tends to corrupt".

1 Comments:

Blogger Laura said...

i happen to like the fact that mine is hard to read :)

5:32 AM, January 19, 2006  

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