The Paostian Deal

Okay spare me a minute to be an ass.

Why in blasted hotel doors do alleged people keep on pathetically mistaking every white space for message boards? I’ve been a Friendster user for four years now, and if there’s one moronic thing about it, it’s those who post IMUs, birthday wishes and even professions of lust-disguised-as-love on the testimonials field.

What, they want everybody to know that they remembered their friends’ birthdays? That’s not affection. That’s showbiz.

And when did “How are you?” become a comment? I will never be an expert in English, but I am ground confident that when asked for a comment you are naturally, normally, sanely mandated to give an opinion and not ask about the person’s well-being. Besides, that’s Fallacy #2 (is it the 2nd?) according to my Logic instructor in college: Don’t give that which isn’t simply asked. And a lot of us complain when things get complicated. Imbeciles.

You want an e-conversation—there’s the Inbox. And there’s e-mail. And YM. And IM. And ICQ. And forums. And voice conferences. But never “comment” boxes or testimonial pages. It’s too nursery.

Minute over.