When the home computing revolution started 20-some years ago, we didn’t know exactly what it would lead to, but we expected that someday it would change the world as we knew it. When everybody started getting online in the early 90s, it became apparent that this new interconnectedness would lead to novel and unforeseen manifestations of human culture that would engender new ways of thinking and communicating and maybe even change our destiny as a species.
There were a lot of false starts and failed experiments along the way, but I’m here to tell you that the potential of the information age has finally been fulfilled. The very pinnacle has been reached, that perfect marriage of technology and content that we always dreamed of.
That’s right: Luann now has a MySpace page.
And I quote:
Okay, there’s actually three of us here cuz we’re best buds – but Delta doesn’t know about this site yet and Bernice didn’t want her name up there so it’s called Luann, after me.
I was named after my uncle Lou and my aunt Ann – and that pretty much describes me: a mishmash. My emotions are roller-coasterish and my decision making like a ping pong ball. This, apparently, makes me normal for a 16 year old girl. I’m an optimist and a romantic. I love to laugh and have a good time. And I’m playful: that’s me with the big kissy lips.”
I could go on, but I wouldn’t want to deprive you of the pleasure of experiencing Luann’s universe first-hand. By all means, click on the link above right now, get Luann’s vital stats (she’s a Virgo!), read her blog, check out the (currently) 1049 people who have signed up to be her friends. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll feel vaguely sick and disturbed—but you’ll still come back for more, just like you do with the comic strip. Because, deep down, you really hate yourself.
I happened to read Luann today, which I really never do. Or, almost never. Anyways, they made a big deal about the fact that Luann, Bernice, and Delta each only had three myspace friends — each other. But here I see that they have, like, 1049 friends. Which just proves what I’ve always believed: besides being a pervert (”kissy lips” — yeesh), Luann creator Greg Evans is a big damn liar.