I was explaining to this girl on the train home from university today that blogs were part of the reason I liked capitalism. There's so many people deploring the crass commerciality of the internet these days, but even if the signal-noise ratio ain’t quite what it was, I reckon the wealth of interesting material is far greater than it used to be. More examples of the blogging kind include Riothero
, just because it's (deservingly) damn famous, and Catherine's Pita
, because it's just fab. Oh and because Catherine linked to me! Yes, ladies and gentlemen, the way to my heart is pathetically obvious. Anyway, now that no-one considers the internet to be the future of anything except pizza delivery, all of the good stuff seems to have lost the painful self-consciousness which always hampered it before. The proliferation of blogs just makes this process explicit. To sum up: people who whine about the “good old days”, of the net, or music, or society in general, all deserve to die
. Wouldn’t you agree?