Myspace
I've already done a blog on social networking websites, but I felt that Myspace needed a blog all for itself.
Most of us have a Myspace account. Those of us in our high 20's and beyond just use it for keeping up with old high school folks and checking for new people. But many people 20 years old and under (not to generalize younger people but you know what it is) use Myspace as a way for them, who are by their very nature, attention whores who didn't have friends in high school to have online contests with folks that are equally in desperate need of attention, to see who has the most "e-popularity" and the most "e-swagger", judged by the most extensive friends list, adding pretty much anyone that the person has ever been in the same country as.
Exhibit A:
What a Myspace addict dreams of seeing every time they log in
Usually, you'll see at least 1 bulletin a week from them along the lines of "new pics! Plz comment on them, thanx". These bulletins are just Myspace-speak for "somebody pleeeease pay me attention and stroke my ego!" Usually, they look like:
Exhibit B:
What the typical Myspace attention whore looks like.
Myspace is simply another avenue for garage (garbage) bands to make themselves feel big for having a music profile, without paying a single due or having a single fan or groupie, with music people usually turn off when the page loads halfway. It has also become the attention whore capitol of the world, with every person who thinks because somebody made eye contact with them, they now qualify as hot and must upload several dozen pics of themselves a week, sitting in a dark-ass room on webcam, taking pics of themselves in the bathroom mirror (more on that in a later post) or grainy pics with 10 of their equally lame Myspace friends out on the town at the club, either sticking their asses out in front of an airbrushed car backdrop or forcing the viewer to play a game of "Where's Waldo?" where you have to guess which one of the chicks does this page actually belongs to.
Exhibit C:
Can you find the owner of the Myspace page in this picture?
I don't usually go in there anymore; it has lost it's appeal to me. Also, most everybody on my list are people I've been knowing forever from other places and real life. I make it a point not to compete in the e-retardo popularity contests; I use the site the way it was meant to be used, as a networking tool, but that sounds silly I guess...
Most of us have a Myspace account. Those of us in our high 20's and beyond just use it for keeping up with old high school folks and checking for new people. But many people 20 years old and under (not to generalize younger people but you know what it is) use Myspace as a way for them, who are by their very nature, attention whores who didn't have friends in high school to have online contests with folks that are equally in desperate need of attention, to see who has the most "e-popularity" and the most "e-swagger", judged by the most extensive friends list, adding pretty much anyone that the person has ever been in the same country as.
Exhibit A:
What a Myspace addict dreams of seeing every time they log in
Usually, you'll see at least 1 bulletin a week from them along the lines of "new pics! Plz comment on them, thanx". These bulletins are just Myspace-speak for "somebody pleeeease pay me attention and stroke my ego!" Usually, they look like:
Exhibit B:
What the typical Myspace attention whore looks like.
Myspace is simply another avenue for garage (garbage) bands to make themselves feel big for having a music profile, without paying a single due or having a single fan or groupie, with music people usually turn off when the page loads halfway. It has also become the attention whore capitol of the world, with every person who thinks because somebody made eye contact with them, they now qualify as hot and must upload several dozen pics of themselves a week, sitting in a dark-ass room on webcam, taking pics of themselves in the bathroom mirror (more on that in a later post) or grainy pics with 10 of their equally lame Myspace friends out on the town at the club, either sticking their asses out in front of an airbrushed car backdrop or forcing the viewer to play a game of "Where's Waldo?" where you have to guess which one of the chicks does this page actually belongs to.
Exhibit C:
Can you find the owner of the Myspace page in this picture?
I don't usually go in there anymore; it has lost it's appeal to me. Also, most everybody on my list are people I've been knowing forever from other places and real life. I make it a point not to compete in the e-retardo popularity contests; I use the site the way it was meant to be used, as a networking tool, but that sounds silly I guess...
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