So, Ashton Kutcher’s duking it out with CNN on Twitter in the hopes of getting to 1 million followers. While they’re commiting (after the fact) to make donations when one or the other hits the mark, you’ve got to ask yourself: what the fuck for?
Okay, maybe if it were related to a donation drive? Maybe if it was something like for every 10k people who sign up/follow one of them, they’ll donate $1k or something reasonable, sure. But, this is just a fucking random smash and grab for some intangible goal that’s more about bragging rights than anything else.
Of course, the social netters (or nutters?) out there will look and say, for fuck’s sake, look at the penetration! One person can throw out an SMS message to over a million people and tell them about who he’s going to punk next or get the word out about a cause. But, is the opinion of one person/corporation/government (??) worthy of that sort of control?
You think, no fucking way, he’ll tell me to go out and piss myself and I’ll say no. Congrats, you’re like the fucking cop that pulls you over and answers your smart ass remark about how you’re just doing what everyone else is doing with, “So, if they go off a cliff will you follow?” Obviously we would because travelling at a speed that is, relative to others, zero is sooo much like killing yourself.
No, I’m talking about more subtle shit. Someone tweets out to their mass of followers about how some bill on the House floor has a clause that means you’re going to pay more taxes when it really says 0.01% of you will be paying more taxes because you should be contributing more. The small percentage of you that bother to fact find will ignore while the rest will say fucking government. Then, you’ll hear that the Demos passed the bill and you’ll say, fucking Democrats. Then it’ll be time to elect a new set of Representatives and you’ll say, fucking Democrats again. Next thing you know, you’re voting a Texan who runs a nation based on what a book that characterizes the creation of this universe around us as a quick DIY project learned at a session at Home Depot.
Welcome to Web 2.5…all the new shit’s been here for a little while now…now it’s starting to smell rank.
Waiting for Web 3.0 when someone accidently reboots the Internet and we all go back to static Web pages with ugly repeating images of Hello Kitty and your pet cockatoo dancing to some music.
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