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All I Want To Say About Paris Hilton, Compressed Into One Music Video (And A 22-Second Press Conference Clip)

"NOOOOooooo!" "Shut Up!!"

That is all.

One World, Many Schultzes

Frapper is just one of those fun, silly websites that allows users to create maps of geographically dispersed users with something in common, in this case, Schultziness ;-)

Out On Stage

Now this article in New York Magazine (also available here) really hits the nail on the head, putting into print (or pixels) something I had been thinking about for a long time.

You see, I am one of those people who are profiled here: someone who lets it all* hang out online.  *well, OK, not all, but a lot.

But the one big difference between me and the people profiled is this: I'm a whole generation older than they are.  I'm 43, but online I have more in common with these 23 year olds than I do with my fellow fortysomethings. 

In fact, I've given up on trying to interest my cohort in social networking services like Flickr or Digg.  They could care less; most of them don't see any point in participating.  "Why would you want to share your photos with other people?", they ask.

And I see a few (not many, but a small percentage) of people in my generation (e.g. the Boomers and those born in the decade after the Baby Boom) participating in this grand experiment in self-disclosure.  But we are vastly, VASTLY, outnumbered by the crowd born after 1980, the teens and early-twentysomethings.  They have taken to heart one of the things that their elders still don't (or won't) see:  VERY LITTLE ABOUT YOUR LIFE IS PRIVATE ANYWAYS.

Let me explain.  Most of the facts of your life, if you think about it, are available to anyone who has the resources and connections to find them.  Whole businesses are devoted to the task of building and sharing databases filled with information about you: your credit history, your driving record, your shopping habits (Air Miles, Safeway card, etc.), what courses you flunked out of in college, pretty much everything.  That, uhh, "novelty" you picked up at that adult store?  There's a sales record.  That regular rendezvous you're carrying on, that you think your spouse doesn't know about?  Don't count on it staying a secret for very long.  How do you think private investigators stay in business?   

The big difference between the generations is how they respond to this lack of privacy.  Most fortysomethings are uncomfortable, even horrified, about it.  Many of them don't even want to think about it.  But the post-1980 crowd TREATS THAT LACK OF PRIVACY AS A GIVEN, and thinks: "Well, if I'm going to be public anyways, then I may as well enjoy my time on stage and grab a little spotlight."  In other words, the younger generation doesn't see our modern data-mining, lack-of-privacy culture as a problem, but as an opportunity.  Not something to be feared or escaped from (as if you could!), but something to be embraced, a way for them to say "Hey, this is me.  This is what I like and don't like, these are my friends, here are my photos and what I think about that new CD that just came out, and here's my dating profile on LavaLife, and..."

Like I said, most older people don't get it, shake their heads over it, are afraid of it even.  And I find myself in a weird situation of being from an older generation, but living in the mindset of a younger one. 

Thank You Very Much

Well the donations have petered out, so now is a good time to shut down the SBpoet Blog-a-thon... total raised US$475, quite impressive, and a clear demonstration of the power of social network software. Thanks to all who made a donation. I will be making arrangements to transfer the $$$ to SB within the next couple days.

SBpoet Computer Repair Fundraiser

UPDATE June 1st: We're done...US$475 raised!!

SBpoet, a frequent contributor to flickr and several other online spaces I inhabit, is
short the US$700 she needs to repair her laptop computer. This loss will impact on her participation in many places where we value her presence, so..... I propose a blog-a-thon to raise some funds to be applied against this noble cause :-) using the secure PayPal donation system.
(You don't have to have a PayPal account to donate.)

(donation button removed)

I've set things off by making a US$50 donation (heck, I would have spent it on Häagen-Dazs or something else I really don't need).

UPDATE 1:00 a.m. May 29th, 2005: WOW! At this moment we have raised US$475.00 for sbpoet to put towards repairs. Thank you!

Impending Sign of The Apocalypse #3,706: Amy Grant Does Reality TV

Amy Grant Does Reality TV
Originally uploaded by Quiplash.

The two founding members of GMWTAGID (Gay Men Who Think Amy Grant Is Diva) discuss the recent revelation that Ms. Grant is starring in a new fall NBC reality TV series.

So when you give something to a needy person, do not make a big show of it, as the hypocrites do in the houses of worship and on the streets. They do it so that people will praise them. I assure you, they have already been paid in full. But when you help a needy person, do it in such a way that even your closest friend will not know about it. Then it will be a private matter. And your Father, who sees what you do in private, will reward you.

(Matthew 6:2-4, Good News Bible)

Linky goodness:
Amy Grant Makes 'Wishes" Come True
Al Sharpton To Host Spike TV Series

Note to RuPaul

Honey: NO ONE wants to hear about your colonic irrigation, mmmkay?

Basketcase

Basketcase
Originally uploaded by Quiplash.

It's official.
I am a basketcase.

X called.
We're going out Saturday night.

Perhaps it was too early to declare relationship dumpage and crime scene status.

Regardless, I am truly a relationship basket-case. Heart is NOT going out of the starting blocks this time. Head rules. Yeah, RIGHT.

Crime Scene

I think I'll just wrap myself in yellow police tape and declare myself a relationship crime scene...