Connectivity
It was pathetic to see. The fags were hanging on the message boards. Each one put out a line, no one nibbled in a meaningful way, except to condemn or commiserate. On and on it went, page after page of firing blanks. Even if it was a numbers game, no one had taught them about the law of diminishing returns. Desperate to hook up, they viewed each other’s posts with a mixture of déjà vu and contempt. Not one of them had the courage to cut their losses and walk, never to return. They were on the web – caught in their own web.
Originally published 1 May 2006
Republished 2 February 2014
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Nice...captures the desperate repetition of it all. For many fags it's a ritual.
ReplyDeleteyeah, i'm guilty of it too.