The joys of the internet, part zillion and thirtyseven.

I occasionally write things which I publish on the internet. I like the idea of this. My motivation for writing is well... I enjoy it. I'm not doing it for profit. Obviously. The fact that the stuff I write is available for anyone to read and react to is an added bonus. Even if I got a deal with some kick-ass publicist, my motivation to write would still be that I enjoy it. If people went to buy my books, as you probably would if you really liked them, I would be happy as Larry. But really, I'd be just as happy if people read them on the internet. If they liked it so much they wanted to share it with their friends, thus spreading my stuff around the world, I'd be over the moon. The spreading of music, films, writings, et c on the internet have two major good points, if you ask me. For one, it makes it possible to discover all sorts of weird stuff. Music from all over the world. Also, I think that to some extent it limits the west's monopoly on popular culture. Because the say... Chinese scene is equally available. Where else is that true? If I go to my local cinema, I sure as hell wont find out anything about the latest Chinese blockbuster. Right. Secondly, it's released the creative pearl from the claws of capitalism. Anyone can record and distribute their own music or whatever. Technically, a million people could download The Catsong, if we only decided to record it and upload it to the net. What I'm saying is that it's suddenly the creator of the music that decides what happens to it, it's not the führer of Sony music or whatever. The Catsong could easily become the most played song in China, for example.

Oh. And also;

You Are Creepy

Serial killers would run away from you in a flash.

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