Cos that's basically what MySpace seems to be about. In fact, that's what most of society seems to be headed towards nowadays. Talking with a good friend of mine who I'm trying to get into the whole MySpace thing, I had to stop and decide why I wanted him to join. And part of it is that it's handy for keeping in touch with people, and even finding people you'd lost contact with and never really meant to. But part of it is that there are three types of people online. Voyeurs, Narcissists, and those of use who are whores for both.

For instace, I write this blog. Sometimes it's meaningful, sometimes not, but why do I write it? Well, partly it helps me get back into writing as I think I've mentioned before. Partly it gets shit off my mind that's been bugging me, like Pat Robertson. And partly it's cos I like to think that what I have to say is important enough that other people might take time out of their lives and read what I've written. And if you think abuot it, this is taking narcissism a hell of a lot further than he ever did. He was so self-absorbed that he only ever inflicted it on himself and evenetually turned to stone (if I remember my Salvador Dali paintings). Whereas here I am, having the gall to write what I want to write about, and putting it somewhere that anyone in the world can read. If that isn't self-absorbtion then I don't know what is.

And then the voyeurism. We all do it. If we didn't then reality shows would never have survived. We all like to know who's doing what, where, for how long, and for how much. And this translates in MySpace to seeing who is friends with whom, and who has more friends, and who loves us enough to read our blogs or messages. When was the last time someone logged on, and when was the last time someone posted a comment. And I'm as big a MySpace whore as anyone else out there. I'm definitely a voyeur. . .maybe I'm watching you right now. . .