MySpace is today’s GeoCities/Angelfire/Tripod equivalent, except it’s now terribly easy to create your own web space. You can riddle your personal pages with countless photos, maintain a blog, music clips, cheesy backgrounds and ugly colour schemes.
You could do all this before, sure, but MySpace just makes it easier.
And with easiness comes mass-market attraction. It’s just too easy to do. And unfortunately, it’s also very easy to do it wrong. I think of MySpace as an ugly glob of personal crap filled in a wannabe-social network that makes you want to cry in despair.
Bad web pages aside, it’s the intertwined “community” that makes the whole ordeal less than appealing. It’s a nice idea, but the community’s appearance as displayed on each member’s page just makes it all seem very unprofessional and downright sloppy. Perhaps it’s the way countless numbers of comments are added to users’ blog posts, trickling down a bottomless web page with a non-scrolling, fixed-in-place background supporting horrible colour contrast, making the comments almost unreadable, with the only real message shouting out, “DO YOU HAVE A HEADACHE YET?” Music automatically playing upon page load also pisses me right off, especially when I’ve got my own tunes playing.
Even the initial registration sign-up process screams of viral spam. The site wants you to make friends, and they want you to put yourself out there as much as possible to make friends in return. Can you say annoying?
I only registered a MySpace account because I wanted to view a picture of a friend of mine. I couldn’t view it, though, because I wasn’t logged in. The want to view the picture was greater than holding onto my MySpace virginity, so I succumbed to the MySpace zombification process. I’ll give you two guesses as to what my username is.
As soon as I created my oh-so-special page, I noticed I had a “friend” by the name of Tom. Immediately I felt violated and invaded. “Who the hell is this guy?” I thought. So I clicked his ugly mug and viewed his God-forsaken profile. Blaring music and a comments list that made FireFox chug to keep up with all the crap didn’t alleviate my already scolding attitude towards the web site.
Turns out this Tom character is some admin or something of MySpace, and the MySpace team thought it would be a cool idea to make Tom become everyone’s friend. He’s so friendly that he’s got approximately 81-million “friends”. What a cool guy.
Anyways, I haven’t even gotten around to viewing my friend’s photo yet.
Bottom line is: MySpace sucks and is for newbs.