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?