Just read an amusing diatribe....some developer geek lamenting the whore-ing of once sexy Flash to corporate dickheads. Let's face it. The web is mostly a mammoth bitch-fest. Well, besides the copious creative activities of no literary or artistic value other than to stimulate sexual desire--you know--porn.
Yet, today I also'stumbled' onto this at Craigslist>discussionforums>haiku hotel,
morning (sohishi) 7/15 21:07:13
a clean plum rain
slaps our petal-littered street
21 Say What?.
i never used to look for bitch-fests in life, and i've never found any on the internet. critics are everywhere.
i used to look for porn in life and now i find it on the internet. (well, once or twice)
it's like a new type of melting-pot-of-a-brain being fused with overloads of hyper-selective intelligence. the kind of brain that always ended up in a big room by itself and being destroyed at the end of a star trek epsisode.
the internet will greatly affect our human routines, but so much not our human nature.
(with no disrepect to Sohishi);
so much can't be wrong
common knowledge rules anew
everything in there
and don't even ask how Ben Franklin knows about star trek.