lolzors - an ode to the interweb
oh, t3h int3rweb, where would I be without your delightfully free drama? Wherefore canst thou let me take in your sweet depths, apart from side-splitting irony and speed-aggro'ed hypo-whining? Why must you enrapture me with visions of the spectacles of short-sightedness? Can you hold but one post, just one, divorc'ed from these
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The point is, look. Would we be able to do this so well without the internet?
Since when do I use livejournal seriously? (Never (well almost true... remember that flamewar we (especially you) got into years ago with that silly conservative Star Trek: Enterprise guy? Perfect example))
Do I (can I even) seriously communicate with numbers and acronyms? Everything is ice-cold or decidely flaming and amplified under a time-delayed ASCII lens to make everyone try to sculpt the perfect reply to make their account obviously right. So does this one! Self-refrentialism in action! Things you said that support you are ignored, and anything otherwise twistable and interpretable (especially out of context... those are the best!) are quoted. Except like pointy icicles (hurting, stabbing metaphor), these "verbal" bouts are given not a reasonable temperature to us where they will melt and be forgotten, but the cold world of the internet, where they can last forever.
This is why these is a sharp, dividing unease that exists between us now instead of a distant chuckle. The right thing, of course, as you discussed with TJ, is to take it offline. The moment it popped up in neat little rows of text begging to be interpreted, the moment the madness began.
And a sleazy come on? From fat-wallet stinginess? Please.
(Note: the last line might seem harsh and hostile to people with little experience with the internet. Please interpret responsibly)
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