http://automatedbeacon.net/
check it.
The words displayed are actually being searched for at that moment. There is a program projecting the same feed in 12" letters across a wall in my office.
When it first started, we knew we were in for something terrible when "flappy granny pussy" was splayed across the wall. Like the website, our office has now censored the searches. While we now have less insight into how truly sick people are on the internet and thus, in real life (or IRL which is a webism that is picking up steam), there are still plenty of poignant opportunities to peek into the otherwise private Global Village. My favorite searches include "Abortion Clinic in Austin" "Symptoms of Gonnaria" [sic] and "Why do my parents hate me?" At that moment, someone was ashamed and wanted answers. Google is the new Jesus. Automated Beacon is the Birdie in the Priest's Confessional Booth.
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