I recently subscribed to this site and it is perfect for my wandering mind. They list lyrics to songs with commentary of users trying to interpret them. There is nothing I love more than trying to fing the deeper meaning of things, i often manage to dive at least 35 feet below where the real meaning ends but I often sound intelligent anyway. Just a couple moments ago I was listening to The Boy with the Arab Strap, and a unique idea hit me that this guy is talking (or singing) to himself. The other seventeen comments talk about the more obvious and likely ideas and are probably right, but to have a nice place to stick in my own two cents is somehow deeply gratifying.
That's where I make my point. Right there. This internet culture of self-expression is a unique communications tool. People can purge the strangest thoughts that they might normally tell no one, or the thoughts everyone is too busy to hear. And it doesn't matter. I am not the supplier, I am the consumer on this site reaping the rewards of catharsis in exchange for viewing a couple ads and some typing. And the knowledge that someone might eventually hear these words, even a complete stanger, makes this blog worthwhile.
And the effects that this technology has on the bigger picture, the weirdness of mankind is revealed to the world. An entirely unique cluster of minicultures is forming, isolated from the competition of the real world, like a small pine given sunlight in the middle of a hardwood forest. What does this mean for the real world exactly, will it cease to exist beyond the consumerism that feeds our functioning. Will we now leave our homes only to shop at Walmart and work? Is society hiding from his annoying neighbor in favor of the peers and similar intrests on the internet? I hope it doesn't come to that
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