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Wednesday, April 09, 2008

The road less travelled is paved with poorly-concealed self-loathing.

It's funny, when you think about it, how much is revealed about a person simply by seeing what they search for on the internet. Some of you might remember the uproar a year or two ago, when AOL released the search strings for a bunch of their customers; that incident brought home with full force just what a huge invasion of privacy it is to have that information stored, sold, or made public. (This woman, for instance, was identified by her searches when a reporter easily used them to deduce -- among other things -- her last name and where she lived.) The topic was also revisited this weekend by an op-ed contributor in the New York Times.

But it isn't just identity that's placed at risk, here. Because internet searches, at base, are the closet thing to an immediate outward manifestation of your inner thoughts. One minute you're wondering what ever happened to that old boyfriend of yours; the next, you're typing his name into a search engine. You worry about your weight; you Google "calories in white castle".

A person with access to all that information doesn't just stand to find out who you are, where you live, or what you do; they might as well be peering inside your head.


Which is worth thinking about, of course, but at the moment all this has only served to preface our next installment of Dear Googly... in which I present to you a visitor to pink india ink who, based on his search string, clearly has no underlying issues with women at all:


Hideous nude bitches, eh? Dear Googly cannot help but wonder why our dear friend is looking for such a thing. Tell me, sir -- if they are so hideous, and such bitches, why on earth should you want to see them nude?

If she didn't know better, Dear Googly might think that you were harboring some extremely conflicted feelings about women, including a healthy dollop of misogyny and several more dollops of self-hatred. She might even go so far to suggest that you were hoping to beat off to photographs of naked, ugly women because it gives you some sort of backwards power trip. How uncouth!

Of course, Dear Googly would never suggest such a thing. But she is, admittedly, perplexed as to how she might serve you in your quest for "hideous nude bitches" -- would you settle for a hideous shaved bitch?

Ohmigod, SO HOT.

3 comments:

Slightly Disorganized said...

I am increasingly looking forward to Dear Googly each month.

surviving myself said...

I'm so turned on right now.

Whiskeymarie said...

In an odd way, I love that hideous little bitch.
Can I adopt her?