The impact of Google and Facebook make mass communication convenient, but I think leads to conformity and alienation.
Because of mass messaging from people who you call friends, but who may only be acquaintances, important statements are lost in the clutter. Facebook is really nothing more than the proverbial small town water tower, instead of a source for valid communication. Who cares what you say when it is eventually going to take a backseat to someone finding a lost cow on in Farmville?
Also, mass messaging leaves a lack of one-on-one conversations. People post whatever comes to their mind, and ignore who it actually may mean something to.
And then all social networking pages look the same on top of that. Why be unique when it is not convenient? Of course, that statement could be marked up to me being an under employed website designer.
12/19/09: suck my left one...A Tribute to Teen Spirit
Finally a blog where I get to announce that
GREEN DAY AFTER INTERNATIONAL SUPER HITS SUCKS!!!
Does anyone really see me making friends at a call center? Everyone who doesn't understand that the cog in the in a functioning machine doesn't get to tell the operator shit just seem to sensitive. The training class turned on me for being a true Cubs fan (which demands an abandonment of the Southside) and being a gentlemen.
No, women need not be dependent on men, but fuck anyone who pisses on a $9 an hour guy willing to hold the door open (thanks Bravo...Style...Oxy...whatever network air cuntzilla). It's either these women don't understand feminism or ironic humor when I say "ladies first".
Obviously, no woman under 21 without a punk rock appreciation understands feminism. Beyonce has set you single women back another 50 years, and those emo fuck ups are to busy trying to get you to cut yourselves or dance to make you demand a message.
In other words, don't give the guy with a Bikini Kill tattoo shit.
Dammit, just because you are not in school doesn't mean you shouldn't be studying. There is nothing that pisses me off more than when I get a girl asking what is that crappy tattoo on your wrist. Sorry that Kathleen Hanna and I appreciate deconstruction and minimalism of Molly 16. Sorry that you have to listen to Green Day mocking The Clash and the Stiff Little Fingers, instead of progressive punk rock with important messages.
But that would be too much trouble to ask the tattooed 30 something chick for music to listen to. Instead, it is easier to call Donita Sparks a crazy bitch for trying to give a shitty audience TSS they deserved without taking the time to understand why?
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