|Hello, and welcome to the all-new
Mu-Foundation.org. This is not the same site as my old
site, it has a new name now.
No, I'm not going to finish the Donald Kong story. Donald Kong was something I created in 2007 as a means of ironically expressing a kind of self-loathing it took a while to grapple with.
"When ye grapple with monsters, the monsters also do grapple thee back." - GrappleHermit
Well, pardon my dust while I get these new pages in shape and get back into the swing of things.
Well, I hope you enjoy my site.
Listen to me.
Your Twitter, your Tumblr, your Facebook, I get it, they're fun. You get to talk to people, share stupid pictures, have all the advantages of internet forums with none of the bullshit that destroys every internet forum. Your Tumblr is not your website. It's a cubbyhole on Tumblr's website. Tumblr does not give a shit about you. You generate adviews for them. If you ever become an inconvenience, you'll be erased.
Caroline Bren has a good advice of this topic.
Web 2.0 is a corporate-controlled monster ruled by its twin heads Convenience and Shame. Convenience because it lets you instantly do everything you couldn't code on your own. Shame because it makes everything instantly cleanly formatted and properly aligned and round-cornered in ways that your junk-ass angelfire site could never have been. Web 2.0 is the destruction of the Web in favor of "platforms," shitty miniaturized mini-webs that do one or two things well, other things not at all. It's the promise that you'll never have to feel embarrassed by or take any accountability for your web presence again. You're just another user. You're yet another account with a joke name and a flashing rainbow avatar, swept up in this thing you can't control, putting your own little stamp on it, "innovating" by tweeting weird ASCII art because you acknowledge that the platform is a toolset. So's a free wysiwyg HTML editor. So's a video camera. So's a piece of paper and a brush and a puddle of ink. So's anything else on the planet that you can't cram into 140 characters.
Web 2.0 is a trap. Web 2.0 is a brightly painted silo in a barren field, and you have wandered inside, and the door has been barred, and the venomous snakes and spiders will begin dropping from the ceiling in five minutes. A lot of people with more money than me have been hoarding snakes and spiders for years. Carnivorous birds, too.
I don't want to talk about what sucks. I want you to remember building a web page like you'd drape quilts over the couch and the dining room chairs when constructing a cave; web sites like your own air fortress or super submersible or drill tank to retreat to; web sites which are published globally and accessible to exactly as many people as the Social Networks, regardless of the cash dumped into the latter. There are benefits to visiting Corporate Sharing Space, but you're going to suffer if you try to move in.