It is getting ridiculous
Monday, 11. February 2008, 11:54:48
"You have received an invitation to the 'What kind of mother would you be' application"
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WTF
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Seriously now - you people have gone INSANE. How the fuck does the idea spring into your mind - the idea to chain-letter-spam everyone into a blissful, retarded oblivion? I've seen some stupid shit in my days, but man - it's always surprising to see how far the sheep mentality can get.
In case you you haven't figured it out yet - I'm talking about the Facebook. The 'new' social-ish, web 2.0-ish system that connects you with all the people you didn't want to talk to in the first place. And then they chain-spam you with quizes that you can't take without spamming 20 people more and all kinds of mutations of the good old "Send this shit to 20 people or your balls are going to fall off" mails.
Genious. I bow to you, oh allmighty creators of Facebook for having accomplished so much for yourselves, with blatant disregard to the well-being of your users. You're my idols - when I grow up, I want to be just like you. Really. I'm not kidding here.
*Connecting* millions of people, getting access to their mail accounts, storing and selling vast amounts of personal information and last, but not least, applications. Applications that *anyone* can make. Man, a day does not go by, when I don't think - I should have thought of that first. I knew it was so much more easier to manipulate people into what I want to acheive, but the scale this thing managed to reach in 1 year is astonishing. The power of the interwebz, combined with the empty minds of millions of social wannabes - truly one of the most amazing feats of our days.
Does it make you warm and fuzzy on the inside, when you share your supposedly private details with hundreds of unknown commersial entities? Do you really achieve satisfaction from the fact that your friends list says you've 432 of them? Fuck - I probably haven't known well 432 people in my life, all kinds of various definitions of 'friends' aside. Is a friend really a person that you send 5 chain-letters per day, on average? Sweet zombie Jesus, the definition must have changed somewhere between last time a real friend of mine saved my sorry ass and when I joined this globalized abomination of a social service.
I could go on, in fact maybe I will. But for now - I'll keep my hate for myself, like a good old song advises me to do. I'll just tell you one thing. You're stupid. Maybe even more than I am - and that, dear reader, is a sad, sad thing.
buhbye.
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WTF
...
Seriously now - you people have gone INSANE. How the fuck does the idea spring into your mind - the idea to chain-letter-spam everyone into a blissful, retarded oblivion? I've seen some stupid shit in my days, but man - it's always surprising to see how far the sheep mentality can get.
In case you you haven't figured it out yet - I'm talking about the Facebook. The 'new' social-ish, web 2.0-ish system that connects you with all the people you didn't want to talk to in the first place. And then they chain-spam you with quizes that you can't take without spamming 20 people more and all kinds of mutations of the good old "Send this shit to 20 people or your balls are going to fall off" mails.
Genious. I bow to you, oh allmighty creators of Facebook for having accomplished so much for yourselves, with blatant disregard to the well-being of your users. You're my idols - when I grow up, I want to be just like you. Really. I'm not kidding here.
*Connecting* millions of people, getting access to their mail accounts, storing and selling vast amounts of personal information and last, but not least, applications. Applications that *anyone* can make. Man, a day does not go by, when I don't think - I should have thought of that first. I knew it was so much more easier to manipulate people into what I want to acheive, but the scale this thing managed to reach in 1 year is astonishing. The power of the interwebz, combined with the empty minds of millions of social wannabes - truly one of the most amazing feats of our days.
Does it make you warm and fuzzy on the inside, when you share your supposedly private details with hundreds of unknown commersial entities? Do you really achieve satisfaction from the fact that your friends list says you've 432 of them? Fuck - I probably haven't known well 432 people in my life, all kinds of various definitions of 'friends' aside. Is a friend really a person that you send 5 chain-letters per day, on average? Sweet zombie Jesus, the definition must have changed somewhere between last time a real friend of mine saved my sorry ass and when I joined this globalized abomination of a social service.
I could go on, in fact maybe I will. But for now - I'll keep my hate for myself, like a good old song advises me to do. I'll just tell you one thing. You're stupid. Maybe even more than I am - and that, dear reader, is a sad, sad thing.
buhbye.
