Since when did web technology become a daytime drama series anyway?
One of the sick pass-times i have is to read the comments on blogs like TechCrunch. Oddly, they remind me of the sorts of fan discussions one sees around various soap operas as folks jump to insane conclusions based on the same level of facts and research one sees at creationist museums. The other amazing fact is that the astounding ignorance on display makes me giggle my fool head off.
Look, folks on TechCrunch who will never, ever read this post, i'll make it blindingly simple for you: You don't have all the information. Hell, you don't even have 1% of the information. You know those folks you laugh at for falling for Nigerian Billion Dollar email scams? Yeah, that's about where you are in relation to this. What's more, you aren't going to get "the whole story" because you don't need to know it any more than you need to know the sort of hydro-dynamic pressures involved in processing the milk you pour on your cereal. Most of their days aren't spent doing anything more glamorous than sitting in a room trying to hear what the folks on the other side of the speakerphone are saying, putting together or taking apart powerpoint presentations, or slapping together bits of code to do something interesting. Feel free to fantasize about the romance of the insurance adjustment industry compared to what most of the days are like.
While they are definite role models to some of us that are lucky to have known them, these folks aren't celebrities. They get to have private lives, and if they share any insight into what they're doing, it's up to them.
Perhaps that's the secret to getting high readership. Set up a bunch of fake pseudo companies that sell email based kitty litter and talk endlessly about how they're going to be destroyed by Apple's latest iPoop handheld only to fight off against the evil intentions of Google's new Open Source gBox Surprise 2.0 beta.
"Next week on As The Diode Fluxes: Will Prashant finally give into his temptations and drink the extra mountain dew that's in the fridge? Will Micah find his true happiness in a palate that doesn't include #CE834A or will Shelley dash his dreams by asking for yet another design mock up by Tuesday?"
Glad i got over crap like that when i graduated high school.
Nah, it's been done before and it obviously didn't help.
Give things a few billion years and you're right back at square one.
Then you need to employ a device to set off all the o<sub2 in the atmosphere at once, burning the world alive while you sit happilly in your super-secret moonbase, obviously.
People who get paid full-time to be journalists credit you with being a senior yahoo executive, so what hope does an average blog message thread have?
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Getting annoyed by stupid commenters on the Internet is a lot like getting annoyed at the sun for rising: The only way to fix the problem is to hit the Earth with a Moon-sized planetoid.
Don't get any ideas.