For me, the Web isn’t just some huge online storage facility, business card, mp3 swap or titillation vehicle. It’s a developing collective consciousness that is in a constant state of flux and evolution, but also has every nanosecond recorded for posterity.
Perhaps we were never intended to have every single mundane thought or experience thrown out onto the digital ether for everybody and nobody to experience. But, as we develop cyberspace, we become more instantaneously connected.
I find our ultimate plugged-in fate both desperately dour and exciting.
One must always remember there’s a back button.
If you thought constant connections with your former classmates, current colleagues or folks with a similar taste in cheese is all a bit much, you now have Respectance to contend with.
It’s a social networking site for the deceased. When I say the deceased, I don’t mean those of another wordly persuasion, but a tribute site for those who have passed away.
It might very well be one of those things that you can’t quite bring yourself to browse or want to use, but other people are. And who am I to question?
Although, it does appear to be mostly celebrities at the moment. Also, why on earth would you want to build a social network around the friends of dead people? Then again, most of my current friends on Facebook are either dead comics or entirely fictitious. However, me and Prince William are quite tight.
Considering you’re now questioning your existence on a variety of levels, it might be an idea to highlight one of the latest ‘religious’ Twitter tools – My Tiny Jesus – Saviour 2.0.
I’ve no idea whether to laugh or cry.
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