Thursday, December 31, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Another idea of mine related to social networking that I think might make a big hit is, Helplines/Call Centres for social networking. What are some good cool sounding status updates? What consists of an online social Faux Pas? What kind of photos to upload? What are the more cooler sounding quizzes and more hip applications that you could use to show off? Which communities should you pretend to be interested in to make like minded friends?
It would be so cool. My company would be the first of its kind. Multiple social networking sites could outsource their work to me. In exchange, in addition to the mandatory payment, I would ask the sites to recommend my name in the ADD AS FRIEND column to the coolest celebs and the hottest chicks on the site. I would have an army of people work under me.
The people would have to consist of menangerie from various walks of life. To satisfy the various geeky requirements of all sorts of online fanatics, the helpers would also have to consist of people from all walks of life. The cool hip, the wannabes, the hip hop lovers (yes sadly I would have to employ such people because others like them exist out there who would call the site. Of course I would handle all dealings with them while wearing protective gloves), the rock fans and some pretetious rock junkies, even the local filmi chhaps and haemass (Himesh) lovers.
Hell, I even think I'll have an associated photostudio to help people get the most flattering profile pics. Anything to milk money out of the nerds right?My readers, this is a great business opportunity I invite you to. Exclusive only to who read this blog. All..umm...well, three or four of you. Think about it.
There are a lot of social sites floating around. I think the time is ripe for some antisocial sites. Sites which can be like your own private room. The applications and toolbars can be haphazard as you want without anyone trying to clean them up. Where you can hang the kind of posters that you want. Where you dont need to proclaim messages or status updates.
The big question - why have a site at all if you want to be antisocial. Ah, my readers (who are so scarce that I can count you off on my fingers) this is where you get confused. You are mistaking aloofness and a need to stay isolated from being antisocial. You will be connected with people. You will be updated as to their current goings and comings. But you are not to be polite to them. There is no ILIKE or FAN application. there will only be Thumbs Down applications. You cannot become fans. You can only become Detractors of things that you dislike. You only message or notify your friends when you have something demeaning or nasty to say.
You upload photos, but of things you hate or embarassing moments to make fun of others. You could share opinions about things that you hate and things that disgust you, knock down the pretentiousness that others hold on other sites. Say it like it is, bring out your inner geek or conformist. You could stop pretending to be a rebel, if you're not one truly at heart, without having to give up the anarchy. It would be theperfect frustation outlet.
Special Guest Column - Lizzie Laschon
Who Are We Really?
I swear, sometimes I feel like I’m trapped in the skin of someone, or better yet—something else. My outer shell is that of a girly woman-to-be, who is supposed to dress in skirts and cute ribbon blouses and smell of rosy, sweet perfume. That kinda reminds me of a time when me and a friend found a bunch of earth worms and started messing around with them and when I got home all covered in dirt and gooey stuff my mom didn’t know what to do with me. I sure didn’t smell all that peachy back then. But I’m digressing; point is: have you ever felt like you’re someone else deep inside? Like you’re just wearing this stupid normality cape that you stretch onto your body until it threatens to rip? A cape that helps hide your hidden identity and mask it with an appearance of normality.
Mine (secret identity that is) comes in many shapes and sizes but is basically the same: I’m a dork. When I was 13 it was that of a Sith lord, on a mission to subjugate and crush the weak willed (I’d be lying if I said it still wasn’t). Nowadays however I just hide it. I mean…c’mon, how many girls obsess about star wars and have allergic reactions every time they’re exposed to excess affection? Like vampires to garlic; or for that matter to excess girliness? I’m a hazard to my own species. I would, if given the chance, prefer to spend the whole day talking dork instead of spending one hour in a room filled with girls talking girly stuff. And I’d give my soul to cosplay even the dorkiest outfits known even to dorks. I’d even take an idiotic dare like eating worms over a full day of shopping.
So my advice is the following: whether you’re a fat guy who thinks he has ninja powers or you like to think you’re Superman, hang on to your super-identity because after all, that is what really defines who you are, now how polite you can be to someone in a subway or how high your grades in school have been but how super cool your hidden personality is. Because you’re as awesome as you think you are and that can only be seen if all those layers are taken away. Like the process of peeling an onion that results in making little kids cryJ.
