I Love the Internet
The internet is for porn?1 Maybe, but I think it has other uses, too.
I remember when I was younger, going to Germany was one of the best things; it was vacation. I could see friends and family, and have a great time eating great food. Perhaps most importantly, vacations in Germany would remind me of my roots.2 There was only one catch: Germany was far away. As a result, it was quite expensive to get there3, fittingly, it was also expensive to call there. I never talked to my Uncle, it seemed. Maybe worse: when I finally was on a long-distance phone call with him, I didn’t know what to say, so I would freeze up and say nothing.
It’s funny to me that people talk about “the good ol’ days”. Certain aspects about “the good ol’ days” were shit. For instance: I just talked with my mother for an hour, then I talked with my uncle for an hour. They are in different countries—one lives (and, therefore is) in Germany, and the other lives (and therefore is) in America—and y’know what it cost me? Nothing. That’s right, $0 and 0€. Fuck “the good ol’ days”.
So, yeah. The internet is for porn? Meh. Fine. But it has a lot of other good uses.