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July 04, 2004
Why Dan Doesn't Like Commenting
People often ask me (not really, but I'll pretend), “Dan! Why don't you permit comments on your blog? That would be so rad! I mean, seriously!”
Here's why. Comments are there for squeaky girls with no self-esteem, so they can see that every guy on the block actually wants to fuck them. Comments are also there for lame guys with no self-esteem, to enable them to find girls with low self-esteem. Comments are there to make your blog an interactive medium; well guess what? If you want to “post something about my blog” you can go get your own damn blog with no readers, and using the power of the permalink, you can jolly-well link to whatever I said that pissed you off.
Comments are an artifact of Slashdot, to enable geeks to swing their mighty cocks and compare lengths in an expedient fashion while at work. Comments create an information society of wit rather than of content. For example, read Plastic, where the most well-worded rebuttal has the winner regardless of whether or not there are facts behind it. And then we have Kuro5hin, ostensibly a forum for article writers; 90% of the comments there are about the quality of the writing, usually missing the point of the forum altogether. And then we have blogging fucks like myself, who can't write and have nothing to say (like, for example, bitching about comments: no content whatsoever). It's as though in this new era, we have plenty of technology to use to speak our minds, and empty minds filled with usage instructions. And that sounds really witty, so I'm inclined not to believe what I just said.
And then we have LiveJournal. LiveJournal is basically a place where tards
can go and spill all their personal information and not be expected to at any
point, actually generate content. “Content,” my friends, is a Web
Developer word that means, “everything that doesn't have to do with
pretty fonts,” or, in English, the part that isn't logic or
presentation. The problem with LiveJournal is that it's a dating service, and
only the men on LiveJournal seem to understand that. It's a forum for people
to get into your life. You put up your interests just like a personals
service, and then you rant about your life so that people can
“know” you. And every girl who's depressed because she just got
dumped has five guys with piercings commenting in her journal,
“awww... *huggles*”. “He's not so bad! I like him! 
” It makes me sick. And then when she rants about her
current boyfriend, they still read, thinking, “This is the price I pay
for happiness! Oh God, My Heart Yearns Like No Other” while the girls
think that nothing has changed and nothing will.
Well, by the Power of Fuck I declare Fuck You on LiveJournal.
Posted by FusionGyro at July 4, 2004 03:18 AM