Tuesday, November 29, 2011

and now a few words on internet ads

Nobody reads this site. Therefore I do not make money off of any ads on this site. Therefore there are no ads on this site. Should the very first sentence ever cease to be true, I will be guilty of massive hypocrisy and all the liberals out there can say "I told you so."

There are three points that I, in my ad-less blog post, wish to make. First and foremost, no ads that are hidden at the bottom of the page should have sound on them. Yes, it's true that I only listen to music when I'm surfing the web because if I ever get rid of that distraction and focus all my attention on the content of various web pages, I will break down and cry, having lost all faith in the human race. However, if this persists I may resort to browsing with my computer muted, and just listen to music off my iPod instead. It seems more complicated that way, which makes me sad, because technology is supposed to be about making our lives easier.

The second point is that every website that loads the ads before it loads the actual content should be shot. This is because I do not go to any web site out there to view the ads front and center. I go to every web site out there to view the ads out of the corner of my eye, pretending they can't see me and that I'm actually interested in the other content on the screen (which, as I previously mentioned, would make me break down and weep for the future if I actually paid it any attention). This is remarkably like how I behaved during that one semester of college where I had a roommate, but that had more to do with the fact that his girlfriend had a remarkably lax attitude towards dressing and undressing no matter who else was in the room.

The topic of half-naked girls brings me directly to the third and final point. No ad on the internet should rely on half-naked girls actually getting people's attention. After all, this is the internet. All the porn lives here.

Over and out.

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