Sedimentary Evolution

As things stand nowadays, pretty much anyone and everyone can be a star. We all know this. The bar for talent has been considerably lowered. All it takes to become famous is an entertaining internet video. The majority of the people no longer need a glamorous idol who will be remembered for decades; all they need now is a few minutes of quotable absurdity. Andy Warhol's prophesied 15 minutes of fame is more applicable than ever, with our attentions spans no longer surpassing that of a goldfish.

We steadily retreat further and further from reality, allowing it to become fully subjective, until reality is only what we see on our computer screen, whether it be funny videos of cats or images of purported irony.

I wonder what comes next.

Have Some Class

One of my pet peeves is the millions of parasites on the internet. The kind of people who see a photo or a piece of "art" on the internet and basically jizz all over their computer screen, and then comment so everyone else knows they jizzed all over their computer screen, too. The kind of people who don't actually know what good work really looks like, so they assume any half-fancy pretentious pile of shit is a masterpiece. I don't care what people think, it's when they start assuming everyone wants to know what they think, and spew accordingly. Kinda like when you strut out your front door in some slightly questionable getup. Yeah, it's not all there, but you sure feel awesome in it! You tell yourself, I don't care what they think! But as soon as you notice the stares, the whispers, the covert pointing, the giggling, you're about ready to shit yourself. You were fine with yourself until everyone else made it clear you weren't fine.

I don't think art was meant for the internet.

To Be Alive, One Must Have A Life

People can be pretty disappointing in real life. Like, maybe you listen to this local band, and they're totally awesome, but you meet the people in real life and realize they're just a bunch of stuck up fucking hipsters.

Or that wonderful guy you met in that chat room who totally understands you and who turns out to be about twenty years older, morbidly obese, and married. And a total fuckwad idiot.

Or your friends on Myspace who (all 928) all look so cool and sexy in their photos but who are really a bunch of trashy whorish cunts who don't know what to do with their lives.

Oh. OH, and how about that "missed connection" on craigslist? I don't even want to think about that one. At least on a dating site you get some stats to check out before you talk to someone, rather than just "hey i saw u, ur pretty hott, send me an email with pics so i know its u."

In other news, I read a fucking lot.