I fought the Myspace craze for ages. I'm judgemental and wholeheartedly convinced that my preferences should dictate the way that other people live their lives. Myspace was stupid no matter who was doing it. Having since become a space junky, I have no idea why I ever resisted. It facilitates a lot of relationships and arrangements that are easily classified as the bomb.com.
Try this on. Here's a message I got from an girl on myspace this morning.
Date: Aug 14, 2007 3:46 PM
"So, look, I'm gonna make this really simple. I work way too long of hours these days and I haven't been in town on a weekend for over a month to go out and find other options if you will. So... I just want plain and simple sex. I know you, it's close and it's easy. So if you have a spare hour, let me know. Is that straightforward enough? :O)"
You've gotta respect the gangster.
It's definitely the bomb.com that things like myspace have cleared a space where even the most reserved of us can craft totally edgy, sexual and fairly streamlined relationships around whatever our needs may be. We can vet people we find attractive without ever even meeting them in person and define the terms of the relationship without ever having to navigate that awkward moment when you're looking at someone across a dinner table.
We should all, guys and girls, be more selectively slutty. As long as we're careful, I think we'd all be a lot happier.
That's undoubtedly the bomb.com.
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