Kicking And Screaming

I hate the Internet, in a kind of deep, satisfying way that is beyond explanation (i.e., irrational).

Yet there is this blog. And last night I started using IRC. A few weeks ago, I started playing in my second MMPORPG (massively multi-player online role-playing game), and also got ICQ (for actually the second time in my career, but still).

I had wondered how long it would take before I felt I needed to post something to that effect. I was hoping it would take longer, but no, fourth post. It's all a part of that "who I am" crap people need to live with: just because I hate it doesn't mean I won't do it.

And there are far worse things to hate than this last bastion of free speech, spam-oriented target of the casual hacker, porn-infested den of scum and villainy, and easy-access library to millions of so-so, true and false facts, speculations, opinions, diversions, games and people.