Online social networking. As oxymoronic and fundamentally askew as those three words collectively are, there’s little doubt that the likes of Facebook, Twitter and MySpace will come to define an age where an international community conceived to reach out beyond their physical grasp…and send whimsical e-pokes via copper cabling. Yes, I’m all a flutter with negativity towards these axioms of global togetherness, and yet the very notion is a constant source of fascination to me.

Queries include:

What compels a person to shut themselves in a room to broaden their interactive horizons?
What sociological problems are we facing today that threaten or prevent the proliferation of friendships through customary means?

So it’s through suffering back spasms and losing a day’s pay that I update my dA journal and also become one of the braying masses. Today, I dip a toe into the choppy waters and resist the frosty temperature within. Today, I ostensibly relinquished one and became one of many. Today, I joined Twitter.

What have I done?

P.S I also decided to post the not-fit-for-posting tales of the old man. To hell with yous, copyright laws.

P.P.S 28/06/2009 - Three weeks since landing squarely within my senses. Social networking experiment failed. Burned down and paved over. Bliss.