{"id":648,"date":"2003-07-02T01:51:43","date_gmt":"2003-07-02T01:51:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ubuntu.my\/wp30\/archives\/2003\/07\/02\/common_cents_what_about_your_friendster.html"},"modified":"2003-07-02T01:51:43","modified_gmt":"2003-07-02T01:51:43","slug":"common_cents_what_about_your_friendster","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/archives\/2003\/07\/02\/common_cents_what_about_your_friendster.html","title":{"rendered":"COMMON CENTS: What About Your Friendster?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Fake Friendsters, Stalkers and The Uber-Popular are the three types of characters referenced in <a href=\"http:\/\/www.benicianews.com\/articles\/index.cfm?artOID=37640&#038;webpage=0&#038;s=1\">&#8220;COMMON CENTS: What About Your Friendster?&#8221;<\/a><\/p>\n<p><!--more--><br \/>\n10:48 pm PT, Wednesday, Jul 2, 2003<br \/>\nCOMMON CENTS: What About Your Friendster?<\/p>\n<p>Who says Friendster rules the world? Did you? I didn&#8217;t. Only the umpteenth article on the online community from hell, Common Cents divulges all that is evil about your &#8220;friends.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>What can I say about Friendster that hasn&#8217;t already been said? From the exponential rate that the new online community has been growing since its inception in March, it&#8217;s obvious that everybody knows of its powerful ability to connect long lost friends, long lost relatives, and long lost monkey love. And that ain&#8217;t no good thing. Allow me to explain.<\/p>\n<p>Sure, discounting your addictive participation in Friendster has become pass. Anybody who&#8217;s anybody has embraced its networking capabilities. Want to reconnect with that old friend from college who fell off the face of the earth? User-search their ass. It&#8217;s as easy as 1-2 &#8230; ah crap, the site&#8217;s overloaded again!<\/p>\n<p>The site that has rendered Match.com completely obsolete is an epidemic. But before I go bug chasing, I figure I should consider the dark undertones that encompass this monster. And no matter how much I hated the Matrix, it taught me well &#8212; the rise of the machines will one day bring Armageddon like a mofo.<\/p>\n<p>Fake Friendsters &#8212; what&#8217;s more annoying than the fake Kristin Kreuks, the Kevin Bacons, or the Jay-Zs? Just when you think you&#8217;ve hit pay dirt and established the connection of all connections &#8212; an actual chance to meet Smallville&#8217;s finest &#8212; whoops, she&#8217;s from Martinez. Why, that&#8217;s not Miss Kreuk at all &#8212; it&#8217;s simply a sick prankster out to chicken block me. Damn right, I hate Friendster.<\/p>\n<p>Stalkers &#8212; yes, the initial basis behind Friendster was to establish a dating network through your entrusted circle of friends. But honestly, does anybody enjoy getting hit on from &#8220;Randy&#8221; and his picture of the Green Lantern? A &#8220;Freaky Tah&#8221; is upsetting whether or not he has a LAN connection.<\/p>\n<p>The Uber-Popular &#8212; hark, the most maddening aspect of yonder Friendster breaks. Have over 200 &#8220;friends&#8221; and don&#8217;t know what to do about it? Shout it out to the world at the top of your lungs. Collecting baseball cards was always fun &#8212; why not collect real people? To say that Friendster is the ultimate in popularity contests is the biggest dot com understatement this side of the patented &#8220;IPOs? Hah, I got like 19 of &#8217;em.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Not only do the uber-popular like to run up the score, they steadfastly believe in revisiting the greener pastures of high school &#8212; in order to ensure to the online world that their lives haven&#8217;t gone into a downward spiral like the rest of ours have. The captain of the cheerleading squad, the quarterback of the football team &#8212; if they ever had a venue to spew their venom Friendster is unquestionably it.<\/p>\n<p>A sample Friendster profile from one of these types:<\/p>\n<p>JANE DOE<br \/>\nStatus: In a Relationship<\/p>\n<p>Interested in: Dating (Men)<\/p>\n<p>Age: 28<\/p>\n<p>Occupation: Dating a rich guy who does, like, computer stuff&#8230;err&#8230;I mean student<\/p>\n<p>Interests: Shopping, of course! But a close second would be getting a pedicure and getting my hair did! (Ohmigod, do you totally remember that from the Missy Elliott song?!)<\/p>\n<p>Favorite Music: Jason Mraz (really anybody that&#8217;s cool and different from the mainstream. I, like, totally discovered this guy.)<\/p>\n<p>Favorite Books: The Devil Wears Prada (I&#8217;m still on chapter one, but it&#8217;s getting good.)<\/p>\n<p>Favorite TV Shows: American Juniors, Fame, Paradise Hotel, Trading Spaces<\/p>\n<p>Favorite Movies: How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days, Alex &#038; Emma<\/p>\n<p>About Me: Well, as my 437 friends will attest, I&#8217;m still the same old Jane! I like to club in the City (favorite is Glass Kat) and I can&#8217;t enter a club without my newsboy hat tilted to the side for some flava. By the way, did you see how I have 437 friends? Oh wait, what am I talking about? It&#8217;s more like 443 or something. That&#8217;s better.<\/p>\n<p>Who I Want to Meet: It doesn&#8217;t matter. Just invite me to be your friend so that number gets bigger. Oh, see, up to 467 now. Wonderful!<\/p>\n<p>Do you really have 467 friends, or do you have four? (Ryan whispers aside: I think it&#8217;s four.) I wonder if Friendster started charging by the friend, how many friends these social freaks of nature would actually claim they had. Curious.<\/p>\n<p>Beware my friends &#8212; Friendster will take over the world if you let it.<\/p>\n<p>Or it could be fun, who knows? I need a haircut.<\/p>\n<p>Ryan Cantorna is an Associate Producer\/Writer for &#8220;World&#8217;s Best&#8221; on The Travel Channel. Credit. 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