Myspace Part Two
I had lunch with some friends today, and we got to talking about Myspace. We achieved consensus in our opinion–it’s lame. There’s something so…fundamentally wrong with the social “arms race” that Myspace creates in the drive to accumulate “friends.” I’m a grown man; I shouldn’t need “Bunghole Mothra” adding me to his list of stooges to validate my worth. And, for God’s sake, if I ever post a “party pic” of myself and some of “the guys” “chilling on a Saturday night” on Myspace, kill me. Just fucking kill me.