I love small fry.
Once upon a time... the internet was a free world.
Things like spyware and spam never existed - and you certainly didn't need to update your computer every 5 minutes, have 10 different anti-virus programs running.
In fact, the internet wasn't just a free world - it was FREE.
sure. some people paid $5 an hour for their 28.8kb/s internet - but why would you when a search on dogpile or yahoo (ITS TRUE - google didn't exist back then) with "free internet" would return thousands of companies that were just begging you to join their small company and use the free internet.
how they did it, i never knew - but they probably didn't either, because they always dissapeared, but as fast as one dissapeared, another one bobbed on the surface. People were smarter too - probably because of a natural filter, if you weren't smart enough to dial to your ISP, you wouldn't possess the mental capacity to survive on the internet.
But now, whenever people see things like *click here* or "YOUR GIFT FREE NOW!" - they're either completely guilible, and wonder over the next three days why their bank account is empty, or are completely paranoid, and burn the computer every time they see the words "free" on a webpage.
it didn't matter where u lived, what ISP you have, what modem or computer you had - because regardless, it was going to be slow anyway. but it was much faster, you don't have to sort through 10 pages of bullcrap. Whenever you searched "GBA roms" - you got, GBA roms, not "russian mail order brides".
and yes, this is where my life stands. it once used to be simple and free, carefree - but borderline reckless. i could find what i want easily, and get it easily - even if it wasn't the proper way of doing so, and it didn't matter what i wanted to be, what i was, or what i had - what did matter, was that i simply was.
Now - i must sort through a pile of crap before i find who i want, and what i want - and if i don't do it with protocol, i face the concequences, which is costly and pricey - which results in total colapse of the thing i call life - some that which is laden with paranoia and being naive - and also accepting that the people around me, will nonetheless affect me ultimately, and thus - they own me.