If the Internet is a city in a 1940’s noir movie, I’m the poor gumshoe who gets beat up a lot in his search for the truth. I find the weirdest, most ridiculous stuff on the World Wide Web and endure the absurdity so you don’t have to.
Craigslist Files #83: The First Colony
Aside from being a current source of absurd heat, Virginia is famous for being the very first colony of the British Empire in North America. As such, it has had more time than anywhere else in the nation to both mature and absorb the inherent craziness of the United States. My own recent visit to the Richmond area got me wondering what kind of weirdness I'd find on its craigslist page, especially considering that the region itself is like a living List. The multiple Colonial Era tourist traps are like the most ridiculous Activities ads made flesh and the city has an arbitrary (not to mention wholly undeserved) obsession with pancakes that echoes some of the more Spergin' aspects of the List. A quick jaunt through Richmond's actual Activities page doesn't skimp on the crazy.
ısnt there anybody help me
hi guys . ım abraham. male. ı m turkısh and wanna ımprove my englısh. ı m so sportıve person and so frıendshıp.
we can walkıng, runnıng, play tennıs, soccer, go movıe, park or ........ together.
ı dont want to gay or bad gırl.
they dont wrıte me.
thank you for ınterest ıt.
I thought it would be appropriate to start off this week's rundown with a foreign guy post because the city at the center of the self-proclaimed Historical Triangle evokes the spirit of outsiders venturing to the New World to make a life for themselves. Abraham here not only brought his special Turkish font-breaking technique to craigslist but also a particularly confusing set of phrases. Now, I don't grudge an ESL case for a few grammar slip ups, but someone really ought to answer Abraham's ad and start helping him with his English ASAP. What starts off as an innocuous "make friends/learn language" request takes a hard left turn for the incomprehensible and potentially creepy. What does it mean to "....... together"? Also, what verb fits in that penultimate phrase? Would it make the sentence more or less offensive?
Graveyards
looking for people to check out some graveyards.
I like how short and to the point this ad is, especially since it packs a lot of creepiness and mystery into such a small space. I'll admit that in a region as old as eastern Virginia (compared to the rest of the country at least) there are probably a lot of graveyards that are more historical and interesting than your average American bone pit, but that doesn't change the fact that this is a dude on craigslist who wants to visit random cemeteries with strangers. He doesn't even try to reassure readers that he's not some horribly unimaginative psychopath.
Looking for a fight
I have just wanted to get into a fight recently.
I am by no means a violent guy, I just have never really been in a fight. Any fight will do. Bring me to a bar, meet me somewhere, wherever.
Stupid idea that isn't going to end well. A craigslist classic. What really gets me about this ad is that the poster isn't even all that enthusiastic... not that he should be. Just like modern social mores teach girls to aspire to empty domesticity, they encourage boys to be macho and violent for no reason whatsoever. If you're like this guy and you think you're missing out on an essential life experience by never getting into fights, go ahead and punch yourself in the mouth. That's about as meaningful as interpersonal violence. The fact that you've never been in a fight means you've succeeded in solving your problems in healthier, more rational ways. Don't ruin that just because you've got an itch to be an alpha.
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Hooray! Too Many Stupid Toys!
life after IP Address DoomsdayPut on your party hats, pop the cork on that bottle of Dom Perignon, tell your boss to go consummate his relationship with his fountain pen and break out that emergency reserve of cocaine-dusted hookers because we've hit an Internet milestone. Well, at least we're about to. In just a few months (by current estimates from very estimate-y people) we're going to run out of IP addresses. For all ya'll who live out in the sticks, that means we're short on the numbers, dots and magicals that make the glowy think-box work. That's right, while there is a functionally infinite variety of domain names for use on the Internet, there's a very limited number of meaningful device addresses that actually allow your computer to access all that porn and pirated music, and probably some business-related stuff, too.
So, a few things are going to happen in the days leading up to IP Address Doomsday. First, a bunch of complete morons are going to freak out on Internet forums and start claiming that it's the end of the Web as we know it. It'll be annoying and all of your most stupid friends will start to entertain the idea that there just might be something to it. About a month later, cable news networks will jump on the story with their usual empty-headed mix of simultaneously sensationalist and dismissive coverage. A chiseled-jawed talking head will say something like, "Are we running out of Internet?!" and then lead into some low-content story about the dwindling IP's that's just panicked enough to grab the crucial idiot demographic but not enough to concern people who are too old to care or too smart to watch cable news unironically.
After all that business has stopped making ratings and being cool to post on forums, the people who actually make our technology will just add a couple extra digits to IP's, giving us another 4 billion addresses for another 4 billion Inter-toys. Those of us born before the 1990's (aka the cool kids) experienced a similar event back in 80's when phone and fax numbers were at peak saturation. This is what happens whenever humans make a new tech ubiquitous. I'm sure there was a time when people freaked out about running out of domesticated oxes, or a long-gone era when fire and tool making hominids worried about running out of forests to cut down and... oh. Crap. Well, even though we're facing a treeless future in which oxygen is the preferred commodity of mutant raiders and shadowy CEO kings in their monolithic towers, at least we'll have plenty of IP addresses for our increasingly redundant Apple products.
The reason we're running out of IP's is our love of mobile Net devices. Aside from our desktops, laptops and traditional office items, there's almost no such thing as a modern cell phone that doesn't have online capabilities. Hell, it seems a bit silly to even call what we carry today "cell phones". We're really stretching the definition. Usually when something starts doing things it normally doesn't do, we change the name. That's why we don't drive Toyota carriages or kill one another with Glock iron ore. Perhaps we won't burn through the extra 4 billion IP's in just a few years if we stop marketing smartphones as, ya know, phones. That way it'll be harder to convince people that they need iPads and other pointless dovetail toys.
But that great, rational future is far away. For now, let's just celebrate the fact that we've consumed enough technology to force ourselves into an even deeper bureaucratic hole. Yay!
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Youtube Nation: White Coats Come For Kerligirl13
This blog is called "Net Insanity" but I rarely deal with the products of actual mental illness. Most of the stuff featured and mocked on this site results from some combination of stupidity, eccentricity and the mostly consequence-free environment the Internet provides. The truth is that real, clinical insanity isn't very funny or otherwise entertaining. It's scary, sad, disturbing and very clearly a debilitating condition that needs to be managed or cured. At the risk of not being entertaining, I decided that I couldn't just ignore the unsettling saga of Kerligirl13, an 11-year-old Youtuber with all kinds of problems both in her head and lurking in the background just behind it.
So, what did Kerligirl13, real name Jessi Slaughter, actually do on Youtube? Well, she posted a 4+ minute rant in response to another video, a rant consisting of a grab bag of stereotypically gangsta posturing, classic white trashisms and a smattering of other choice bits of modern pop cultural idiocy. This, on its own, doesn't even begin to qualify as mental illness. Kids are stupid, pop culture is roughly 95% stupid and when the two meet it's a sickening reflection of everything that's wrong with society. The really disturbing stuff comes with subsequent Kerligirl13 videos that get more unbalanced and more upsetting as they progress. The final video in the series features Slaughter's father, who is either a certifiable lunatic or the most abhorrent attention whore in recent memory (and he's competing with Balloon Boy's dad). The elder Slaughter in the video positions his crying, frightened daughter in the foreground while he screams at the camera and threatens all of us punks on the innernets with an impressive string of delusions.
Kerligirl13's videos have all been removed from Youtube, a development that likely has the more irresponsible and reactionary wing of the net neutrality squad in a collective, forum-based panty twist. As a believer in the reasonable policing and ethical filtering of Internet content, I'm going to come out in support of the decision to relieve viewers at home of the privilege to watch an obviously troubled child broadcasting her dysfunction for the amusement of strangers. Between the increasingly violent Youtube videos and the nude photos of herself Kerligirl13 posted elsewhere on the Web, the state finally decided to step in and separate Jessi from her dangerously incompetent parents. With a proper education and some lengthy therapy, the girl might just be able to function happily in the real world.
Like it or not, stories like Kerligirl13's inspire yet another discussion of how modern technology relates to children. It's obvious that a decent parent would never have let things escalate as much as Jessi Slaughter's videos did, but it's also clear that there's no way to completely protect our kids from the intense ugliness that pervades the Internet. The would-be morality police are naturally calling for all sorts of draconian measures against Internet content and access, but these are the same people who thought that MTV was going to spawn a generation of devil worshipers (MTV is now too lame for the Morningstar and yet somehow more insidious). Should we censor the Internet or keep kids away from it? Even if either of those things were possible, I'd still say no. We just need to do with the Internet what modern-day TV news refuses to do with anything-- We need to present its content in context. The problem isn't that Jessi Slaughter posted the things she did. The problem is that a troubled girl has horrible parents and a lacking education.
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Intertown 12: The Hit
written by Michael Sarko, art by Gina Befera
Craigslist Files #82: Recovery Effort
Pain and Negativity CAN Convert Into Happiness!
To some people, the idea of self-help or self improvement is not very REAL. Somehow they just never think in those terms. They never thought that they could DO something to
change their lives to the better.
This is a selection from a much longer post in the Community section. As is fairly obvious, it's a long-winded ad for some kind of quasi-spiritual support group. Aside from wondering how exactly group therapy counts as self-help, this post got me curious about the Recover page on the craigslist forums. If it isn't abundantly clear by now (or if you're just new to this column), I didn't have high hopes for the List's ability to actually help people with real problems. Going to craigslist to make your life happier and more normal is like to trying to get your rocks off to the Cathy comic strip. You can certainly try but you'll probably be worse off for either outcome.
hey friends. I've been playing < Joey_B >
music instead of you know what.
www.myspace.com/therealamateurpornography
just remember, after you accept the fact that you are the only one responsible for you and climb out of the endless sea of self pity you can look forward to days and nights and weeks and months and years of joy, happiness and contention.
Yes, it wouldn't be craigslist without spam. Joey_B is trafficking in multiple levels of disappointment here. See, the Recover forum is a page for struggling addicts in search of that essential community component in their process of getting and staying clean. As with most things on craigslist this sounds really positive and if it were executed properly (re: policed enough to keep the scammers and riff-raff out) it would live up to that potential. Instead, Recover is really just a mess of mostly unrelated garbage and empty platitudes like the above semi-spam. Joey_B offers some vague and ultimately useless advice as well as a Myspace link that promises generic porn but instead offers up crappy punk music. Also, the word should be "contentment" but considering how confounding this post is, maybe Joey had it right the first time.
Get over yourself bitch! < Odells >
Dont f*** with me punk - i will and can tear you a new asshole stupid f***!
As you can see, not all contributors to the Recover forum even pretend to be helpful. What was really confusing about this post is that it came from a thread that didn't really look like a flame war. I'm not sure where Odells got fuel for this assault. All that's certain is that no Internet forum is truly safe from this, as Katie Couric put it, pure poppycock.
Todays Gift < luvbeingsober >
Getting outside of ourselves, moving beyond our own egos, opens the door to real communication with the people we'll meet today. We have to learn to look with loving appreciation into the soul of that person or child who stands before us. We have to practice being concerned with their needs before our own, and in time our concern will be genuine. The separation between us will exist no more.
I believe in justice. It's not because I think there's some cosmic force that judges all our actions, no matter how little. It's not because I think people are generally good and willing to pursue the truth. It's because actions have logical consequences. For example, when you do violence to other people, they're more likely to respond to you with violence, so whatever damage gets done to your person when you're violent is probably your own damn fault. By the same token, I believe the most fitting punishment for people who abuse vices and live to regret it is to be condemned to a lifetime of lameness. There may be some truth to AA-tastic statements like luvbeingsober's but that doesn't change the fact that it's debilitating in its lame, lame lameness. The lesson? If you party too hard you'll either end up dead or forced to listen to corny bits of philosophy in boring rooms for the rest of your life.
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Mangosteen is a Sad, Sad Fruit
It seems like every month now some new team of marine biologists releases a bunch of freaky pictures of all the newly discovered species of monster they found a mile below the surface of the ocean. They're always quick to remind us of just how little we understand those mostly unexplored regions of the planet and how much we stand to learn if we can manage to avoid destroying our world's many and varied ecosystems. I always enjoy looking at these photos of terrifying fish that glow in the dark and probably feed on deep-seated childhood anxieties, but I'm starting to get concerned about the marketing ramifications of "new" nature. It's only a matter of time before some direct marketing guru or whatever they're calling shameless hucksters these days gets his hands on some product of the deep sea trenches and starts selling it as a trendy curative. People certainly do enough of that with obscure tropical fruits like today's subject, the Mangosteen.
Mangosteen is making a bid to be this year's Acai berry. It's a mostly harmless and equally unremarkable fruit that grows in southeast Asia. The only reason the stuff isn't well known in the United States is because Americans really only like to eat fruit that's pretty. We prefer the smooth, round redness of the apple, the bright, fragrant durability of the citrus family and the convenient self-packaging of the banana. There are plenty of scary-looking or just plain unpleasant fruits in the world that we yanks want nothing to do with. The mangosteen is such a fruit. As you can see in the above picture, the mangosteen is the color of a bruise with a dirty green plume that looks like some kind of fungus has sprouted on top of it. Then you cut into the thing and find what can best be described as the corpse of a tangerine, pale and husk-like in the unforgiving grip of the afterlife.
Of course, Americans can be convinced to eat ugly things if they're sufficiently tasty. The Baby Ruth candy bar looks in no uncertain terms like omnivore excrement but it was the first commercial product to ingeniously combine chocolate, peanuts, caramel and nougat so we've been eating them by the ton for nearly a century. If the mangosteen had a flavor that compensated for its revolting appearance I'm sure they'd be in every grocery store in America. Since it doesn't, the fruit has been relegated to the whorish world of miracle drug marketing.
Since no living human could possibly make the mangosteen sexy, it's being marketed as a supplementary cancer treatment. The people pushing the product say all the same stuff we've been told for years about quack cancer holistics. They say it has the power to overcome chemotherapy nausea, improve the chances of remission and somehow fight depression. True to form, they do all of this while pointing to a class of chemicals most laypeople don't recognize called Xanthones. Though there are medical studies being conducted about xanthones, they're most likely just natural pesticides and anti-fungal compounds. That doesn't stop the "Know Your Mangosteen" website from carrying a small essay in their "Scam?" page that extols the fruit's virtues and the accompanying marketing plan's legitimacy with a veritable minefield of logical fallacies.
Amount of Time Likely to be Wasted: That depends on how thick your skin is. The front page video features the world's saddest cancer man, so if that doesn't scare you away I guess you might get 15-20 minutes out of the site.
Likelihood to Result in Arrest in Real Life: Low to moderate. The site covers its ass with the standard "this thing doesn't actually do anything of value for your health" disclaimer but the site is also just a gateway to other shills. Where there's greed there's usually a dearth of scruples.
MCDR: Eat some pretty fruit and donate some money to a fact-based cancer research program.
Internet Depth by Preposition: In, as with all scams. You all know the drill by now.
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Youtube Nation: Guggenheim Chimp Rape
When I first heard that the Guggenheim Museum wanted to start showing Youtube videos at their various branches around the world, my initial reaction was similar to whenever CNN does a feature on an Internet trend. I sounded to me like another aspect of the old mainstream jumping on board the Internet bandwagon a bit too late. But then I got to thinking about the way the fine art community usually approaches new media and I was won over. It took half a century before film was taken seriously as art by all but a few scrappy Europeans and maybe one Japanese guy, so the fact that the Old Guard of modern art wants to include Youtube a mere five years after its invention is pretty encouraging.
That doesn't mean I don't have my concerns about GuggenTube. I severely doubt the stodgy folks of the meatspace museum world will be willing to depict the Internet as it actually is. The goal of the project, officially called Youtube Play: A Biennial of Creative Video, is to compile as many as 200 unique submissions to Youtube and preserve them in Guggenheim museums the world over. Ostensibly the aim of YPABoCV (doesn't that just roll off the tongue?) is to motivate Youtubers to up their game and make better videos than they're currently making. For those of you who have been paying attention to the way the Internet does just about anything, you should recognize a can of worms when it's being opened.
I've been a rah-rah supporter of what Youtube does for a while now but I also haven't turned a blind eye to its uglier, more Internet-y side. There are certainly a number of very impressive contributors to the site who make content that is often more interesting, amusing and informative than what's playing on television these days, but there are also thousands of videos that document some of the most insane crap currently happening on planet Earth. I submit, for the approval of all the quaintly high-minded folks at the Solomon R. Guggenheim Foundation, the first step in a functionally endless series of videos depicting non-human animals raping other non-human animals (not safe for work, dummies). This is the true face of Youtube, or at least one aspect of its beautiful and terrifying presence on the Internet. You may ask yourself, "How did that monkey get into an enclosure with a goat in the first place? What function could that possibly serve?" We denizens of the World Wide Web know the answer to that and it doesn't reflect very positively on our species. Like so much of the content on Youtube, it happened because someone thought it would be amusing to film it and put it on the Internet.
Strange as it is to say so, we may very well be on the cusp of the Internet's transformation into something more legitimate, something less insane. At best, the Youtube Play project will do for Internet video what the World's Fair did for technological and culinary innovation or what the de'Medici family's patronage did for Renaissance art. It may lift greatness and inspiration from obscurity and usher in a new era of creative expansion in a medium that has heretofore been a thoroughly democratic exercise with a ramshackle aesthetic. The question is, do we want to preserve the homemade goofiness of Youtube or do we want it to transform into the home of the creative elite?
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Intertown #11- Keep Up The Good Work, Julian
written by Michael Sarko, art by Gina Befera
Craigslist Files #81: Guide for the Perplexed
Craigslist provides no real guidance to its users. The instructions and warnings posted on the site only imply the true nature of what actually happens there. They advise you to avoid having unprotected sex with strangers but they say nothing about the frightening, becondomed people you're likely to meet in the Personals section. They tell you that nobody actually mails whole automobiles and that nobody honest has used a personal wire transfer for decades, though there's nothing on the site about the inevitable scent of piss one will find in much of the For Sale section's goods. When I look at a lot of the posts that show up on craigslist, especially those in Community, I can't help but see them as doe-eyed innocents walking into a place they don't know is horrible.
Watersport buddies
Al l this sun and hot weather makes me want to engage in some fun water sports, and I’d love to have a buddy to do them with. I’m particularly interested in paddle boarding, kayaking, canoeing, wakeboarding, or…even splashing around at a nearby watering hole. I’m athletic, but by no means an expert at any of said water activities. I’m mostly just looking to make a new friend while finding fun ways to cool off during this heatwave. About me: mid-20s, female, open to male or female buddy, preferably around my age. Any takers?
Oh, you poor, poor girl. You clearly have no conception of what you've done to yourself. You have advertised yourself as a young woman who wants to engage in water sports with girls or boys, it doesn't matter. Now, judging by your misuse of the term "watering hole", which means either a place where animals drink or a euphemism for a bar, I'd say that you're the type of person who just doesn't know when you're using a word incorrectly. The watering hole thing isn't going to get you into any trouble, but using the term "water sports" on the Internet is asking for a lot of unpleasantness. We know you just want to hop in a paddle boat and be a decent person but the creeps are another story altogether.
HELP ME FIGHT THE NWO!
HELP ME FIGHT THE NWO BY KEEPING ACTIVE TABS ON CURRENT WORLD EVENTS, POLITICS, ECONOMY, AND SO ON.I KNOW THERE ARE MILLIONS OF SUPPORTERS OUT THERE, WHO ARE NOW BECOMING AWARE OF HOW OUR CONSTITUTIONAL RIGHTS ARE BEING CHIPPED AWAY MORE AND MORE EVERY DAY! ITS TIME WE FIND EACHOTHER AND DO MORE THAN AKNOWLEDGE HOW OUR LIBERTY AND FREEDOMS ARE NOT JUST BEING COMLPROMISED BY THESE UNCONSTITUTIONAL ACTS OF CONGRESS AND ELITE POWER HOLDING FEW WHO ARE REALLY RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS SCHEME TO GLOBALIZE ALLNATIONS UNDER ONE NEW WORLD ORDER, WE RISK VERY SOON HERE IN THE NEAR FUTURE, A POINT OF NO RETURN , WE NEED TO NOT ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN AND MAYBE IF EVEN TWO OF US PUT OUR HEADS TOGETHER, MAYBE WELL MAKE MORE PROGRESS THAN WE WOULD HAVE, HAD WE BEEN ONE SOLITARY VOICE.. MY NAME IS HAVEN, IM ALSO AN ARTIST , ACTIVIST, PHOTOGRAPHER , RECORD KEEPER OF THIS PERILOUS TIME IN OUR PLANETS HISTORY, WRITTER, PHILOSOPHER, AND A FIRM BELIEVER WE ALL NEED TO DO MORE AND BE PREPARING FOR EVENTS THAT ARE SOON TO COME, IF YOU'D LIKE TO JOIN ME IN MY RESEARCH, MEET SOMEONE ELSE WHO BELIEVES IN AS MUCH CRAZY CRAP AS YOU DO, EXPLORE CONSPIRACY THEORIES WITH, AND SO ON, PLEASE EMAIL TODAY! ANY TIME! THIS STUFF IS MY ENTIRE LIFE AND IM DYING TO FIND COMPANIONSHIP IN MY QUEST.
I was going to include just a small selection from this post but the whole thing is so wonderful that I just couldn't abridge it. It's an all-caps post from a conspiracy nut who calls himself "Haven" and it grows more desperate the closer it gets to the end. This is the quintessential crazy person post and I wanted to preserve it long after its time on craigslist expires. As always, the most enjoyable part of this post is the thought that Haven might actually get the attention of a few of the other crazies on the List. I marvel at the idea of a room full of people like this compounding their insanity together like some kind of schizophrenic potluck.
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This right here is either a very bored person at work or the single most clever Community post in history. It's probably the former but I'd also like to entertain the fantasy that "asdf" is the craigslist equivalent of fly fishing. With minimal effort and no real content, this poster has cast out a line of communication. It's most likely to grab the attention of worthless people, idiots or perhaps no one at all, though there's an outside chance that somebody smart and interesting will respond. While the first two of today's posts were from people who don't truly understand craigslist, I believe the poster of "asdf" might just be a master of the medium.
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Smugopedia As An Answer to Inter-Pricks
puh-rikI'm mostly in favor of the integration of innovation into our everyday lives. I'm one of those people who gets a warm, tingly feeling from the use of video screens to advertise things on city streets and the fact that regular people get to walk around with personal GPS maps that would have made high-ranking military officials wet themselves just 15 years ago. Though the technological advancement of everyday life comes at a price. Because the way we communicate with each other changes over time, each generation has to essentially re-learn even the most basic social skills in a new and increasingly disconnected context. Furthermore, as gadgets ostensibly make our lives easier, they also make our baseline comfort more dependent on the complex products of society rather than what grows naturally in the world. But really, neither of these things are particularly annoying, even if they can have serious implications for our future as a species.
The most irritating aspect of new tech is that a certain percentage of people seem incapable of integrating it into their lives gracefully. Today just about everyone knows some prick who walks around with a bluetooth in his ear all day long regardless of whether or not he's actually using it, whips out his smartphone at the slightest provocation and generally acts like a superior twat because all of this hardware makes him feel like the master of all knowledge. I imagine that every tribe of early hominids had a similar prick who walked around with a flaming stick 24/7 and put an absurd amount of accessories on his loin cloth.
Perhaps the biggest culprit in creating self-important techno-jerks on early 21st century Earth is Wikipedia. I know I rag on that site and its moderately douchey spokesman Jimbo Wales a lot, but that mockery comes from a place of high expectations. I think of Wikipedia the way a father must think about his bratty teenage son. I see so much potential in Wikipedia and I genuinely believe it could be one of the best things to ever happen to the world. I just don't understand why it clings to its immature fascinations and keeps company with so many bad influences. Wikipedia, like Youtube and craigslist, would be a shining example of human achievement if it weren't for all of the stupid crap it tolerates. This all-inclusive philosophy has given modern techno-pricks the illusion that they are well-informed and their opinions on just about any topic are valid and appreciated. I don't care how forward-thinking you are, it has always been and will always be rude and annoying to access Wikipedia or any other source of information during a dinner conversation, especially to say "I told you so". And when Wikipedia is your source, there's a not-insignificant chance that said "I told you so" is wrong to begin with.
That's why I wholeheartedly approve of Smugopedia, a sadly neglected and infrequently visited satire site that skewers this kind of juvenile, quasi-intellectualism. Smugopedia forgoes all of the actual hard data to which Wikipedia aspires in favor of providing readers with pre-rendered opinions on a variety of arbitrary topics. Want a pithy opinion about the relative merits of Princeton University without actually having to, ya know, learn anything about Princeton through reading or real-life experience? Smugopedia's got you covered. Unfortunately, nobody has really contributed much to Smugopedia since 2008 despite the fact that it's exactly the kind of thing Internet people love. That's why I want to encourage you readers to create your very own Smuggies and upload them to Smugopedia. The world needs its satire, especially for those things that have been permitted to exist without due ridicule.
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