Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Generation /b/

Here's something I haven't seen in quite a while. I have a sneaking suspicion that this may be one of the catalysts to the /b/ generation. These are some pretty heavy ideas to drop on an elementary school mind. Where can you really go from there? Certainly not Pokemon, or Magic: The Gathering, or Yu Gi Oh!(Whatever the fuck that is).

Noooooo. There are a certain group of us mid-twenties types that have continued to forage onward, despite having the worst things known to human kind thrown at us. There are many of you that think you know. But those of the /b/ generation know exactly what I'm talking about. We have seen things that make us wonder if we will ever be the same again. Things so abominable, one of our cultures defining characteristics has become anonymity.

And yet, we have continued onward. Sifting through the awful chat rooms that were GIF1, GIF2, JPG3 of Prodigy and AOL. Fighting the many viruses that stemmed from the more specific but horribly inconvenient newsgroups. Silently accepting being mixed in with the cynics of generation X and the logged in kids of generation Y. Well no fucking more. Because "sometimes there's a man... I won't say a hero, 'cause, what's a hero? Sometimes, there's a man. And I'm talkin' about the Dude here - the Dude from Los Angeles. Sometimes, there's a man, well, he's the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that's the Dude. The Dude, from Los Angeles. And even if he's a lazy man - and the Dude was most certainly that. Quite possibly the laziest in all of Los Angeles County, which would place him high in the runnin' for laziest worldwide. Sometimes there's a man, sometimes, there's a man. Well, I lost my train of thought here."

Nothing makes me more FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUU than being associated with the LOLers and the WTFers of the trailer park that has become Youtube, Facebook, and MySpace. There is a large group that doesn't quite fit into either of these categories. The internet has become a culture all unto its own. And this culture has been broken down a million times into bloggers, trolls, memes, lulz, noobs, fappers, and a million other categories I don't care to name. But there is only one /b/tard. And for all your trickery, dastardliness, and depravity, I salute you. For there has never been anything like us and there never will be again. Except for this guy who was way ahead of his time

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