Google: The new bible.
Facebook is addictive and depressing at the same time. It's addictive to find out that some of the people you dislike but still have on Facebook are idiots, and it's depressing to find out that everyone's an idiot ultimately.
On what grounds do I make this statement?
Here's something depressing that came up:
"About six years ago in Indiana, Carmen Winstead was pushed down a sewer opening by five girls in her school, trying to embarrass her in front of her school during a fire drill. When she didn’t submerge, the police were called. They went down and brought up 17-year-old Carmen Winstead’s body, with her neck broken from hitting the ladder, then the concrete at the bottom. The girls told everyone she fell… They believed them.
FACT: About two months later, 16-year-old David Gregory read this post and didn’t repost it. When he went to take a shower, he heard laughter, started freaking out, and ran to his computer to repost it. He said goodnight to his mom and went to sleep, but five hours later, his mom woke up in the middle of the night from a loud noise and David was gone. A few hours later, the police found him in the sewer, with a broken neck and the skin on his face peeled off.
Even Google her name – you’ll find this to be true.
If you don’t repost this saying "They hurt her," then Carmen will get you, either from a sewer, the toilet, the shower, or when you go to sleep, you’ll wake up in the sewer, in the dark, then Carmen will come and kill you."
Yea I made bold the statement I have the most amount of beef with. Google was thrown in in a bid to boost the credibility of the chain mail (armour much), and the blur-cocks on Facebook will just take it as it is--that this is true because it's on Google.
Google has evolved from a search engine into a fucking bible. Next time you need any extensive information on birds for a project, you'd go on Google. Libraries are obsolete. Fuck humans.
I mean, that's what I'd like to do but can't because I'm not attracted to humans enough.
Then, there are the concerned humans around who go around liking pages of missing people in a bid to help spread the word.
I find it strange. Out of the thousands of idiots who use Facebook, how many can remember the number of pages he'd liked, let alone the content of the pages?
Also, I could start a page with my picture and label myself as missing, and then ask my friends to look at the page and spread it around with their friends, who'd spread it around their friends, who'd spread it around their friends, until everyone knows of my existence and sudden "disappearance" before realizing that I was just trolling them.
Fuck trolling. What if I don't like someone and used a picture of him for the aforementioned act?
Let us put away our cynicism of the human spirit away for a moment. Let's just assume that the missing peoples' pages are real in the sense that the people depicted are really missing.
Which brings us to this question: How does liking a page help?
Let's face it, we're not trained spies. We are not able to memorize at a glance the face of someone we completely don't know. Even if we do meet that person on the streets and find that person familiar, we'd not be able to point out where or how you got to know his/her face.
And even if you do know quite certainly if that person is indeed a missing person, you might not have the balls to go forward and bring about a happy family reunion, because there'd be a part of you that says "If he's walking around in the open then he's not missing what, confirm his family already found him."
We're all afraid of trouble and we'd rather avoid such stuff. Liking a page is easy. Spreading the word is easy. Executing something is on a completely different level though.
You can never commit to a virtual page--it's just too much work and you can't keep tabs. So why do people use all these pages anyway? Is it to act like they give a shit about other people when they don't? Is it because they want to make a statement that they are actually very nice people so that when others look under their "info", they can be impressed by the amount of
Sometimes I my circuits are shorted out and I tell someone random more about myself than I'd normally do. Then they freak out and leave the conversation prematurely, or try to digress because they can't come up with an appropriate response.
I guess that when someone is asking for advice, he expects a response appropriate to the situation he'd depicted. It's demoralizing when this expectation isn't met, so much it's a turn off.
That's probably why I don't really enjoy talking to people because they can't solve my problems.
And what problem do I have?
Somehow, I can't get laid.
Good luck A level students. Don't rely on Google, you won't get it during the examinations itself.
-- 10/29/2011 06:08:00 PM
