I Have The Power

With the help of Facebook's security team, I managed to eradicate the profile of an abusive internet user, Iokepa De. There is justice after all. I am not using this platform to brag about such minor an accomplishment (anyone can destroy an enemy's social network, right?) but I am encouraging all victims of online harassment to stand-up against their bullies and defend their rights to safe and responsible Internet usage.

Allow me to enjoy my victory, for they are few and far between. My hands are behind my head. My feet are on the table. My face is smiling smugly at my triumph. Somewhere in Argentina (yes, my tormentor is somewhere in Argentina), a vindictive and idiotic boy is wondering what happened to his Facebook account. This must be how Lara Croft felt in the Tomb Raider movie.

The Information Age has surely spawned a culture of angry and rude people. Have we become a generation of loudmouths yapping at everything and everyone. This is going into my philosophy of Subjectivism: the desire people have to become the subject of the world by speaking before thinking, by forgetting about the implications of their words, by abandoning empathy. My friends, kind readers, let's strive to improve this world we live on...even if that means punishing those that need to be stopped.

My Very First Blogspot

Well this is my very first blogspot.com blog and I thought it'd be a bigger moment than what I expected but it turns out that my online writing is just a continuum of free thought that travels through various mediums. From the early xanga blogs to the myspace corporately controlled arena to the facebook network of tagged photos and "notes." Now this. Blogspot.

At least it is a proper blog. Myspace is just a way to connect to your friends who didn't join the mainstream collegestudentfueled Facebook extravaganza that makes stalking look like child's play. Blogspot will hopefully allow me a chance to write short, non-twittering writings, life exposing stories.

And here's a story for you: I'm planning my escape from Portland, OR. That's all I got to say for that.

Currently I am reading McTeague by Frank Norris. It is very entertaining and wholesome without the aridity of British Victorian Literature. Nothing will ever replace a good book in my opinion. No internet wonder or sensation can compare to the ink and paper.

People don't read. That's one of Portland's redeeming quality: it is very literate. It's almost too literate if that's at all possible.

I just sent in my graduate school application for a Master's degree in Library and Information Science. I'm curling my toes in anticipation.

I hope everyone a Happy New Year. Feel free to comment or whatever it is blogspotters like to do.