Come Monday...MySpace My@$$!!!

“Come Monday…” is a weekly series that will involve a review of, or commentary about, websites, movies, documentaries, television shows, sports, music, and whatever else may tickle my fancy at the time. Be assured that these reviews will be generally positive, as in accordance to the Jimmy Buffett song “Come Monday.” This is subject to change, however. In fact, I would be most derelict in my duties to neglect going on a rant every once in a while. For rants promote change, and change can be good—right? Therefore, since good is generally considered as being a positive force in 99.3% of the parallel universes that I am aware of, even a rant could be considered as being something positive, and a genuine hissy-fit would be even better (so I’m told).

If you are fairly familiar with The Crackerhead Chronicles, which is an abbreviated account of my life so far that can be read and downloaded at [FishHawk Droppings], you may remember coming across the account of our Heavenly Father cleansing my lips of all foul language. Therefore, I am reluctant to use the appropriate words to fully describe just how I feel about MySpace these days, but I will endeavor to get my point(s) across, nonetheless.

Oh yeah, this is going to be a genuine rant, and to be perfectly honest about it, I don’t really care if it accomplishes any good or not. For I am…um…hmm…well…rather upset.

Yes, one could argue that I am too old to be messing around on MySpace in the first-place. For it was designed as a social networking site for younger generations, but since I had heard of other crotchety old men and cranky old women milling about there, I figured that I could blend in for the purpose of proclaiming what our Heavenly Father has given me to say in subtle ways.

At first, it was a good place to meet lots of new people of all ages. In fact, I was averaging over 50 visits a day to the blog I maintained there, which was actually reposts of what was originally posted here and on FishHawk Droppings (when it was being employed as regular blog). Now, 50 a day probably doesn’t sound like much to you, but at the time, it was like having 5,000 a day to me.

Then, my MySpace account password got stolen during a phishing expedition, and my page was blocked until things got straightened out. I was instructed to change my password, and I did. I was instructed to change my password again, and I did again. Over three weeks and countless password changes later, my page was free to be viewed again, but my over 50 a day visitors had evidently found other things to attract their attention by then.

Oh, but I kept on reposting. That is, until the powers that be over at MySpace decided that this was no longer allowable for some reason. Yes, there was something or another about concerns over the computer-health of their members, but since I was constantly being bombarded with offers to come over and chat with me by everything from nubile young vixens to leathery old cougars within seconds of every time I would log on to the site, I did not see their point.

I would not be deterred, however. For instead of reposting something in its entirety, I would post a live link to where it had been originally posted, which I thought might work even better since what I really cared about was visitors to here and FishHawk Droppings.

Oh, but my hopes for building traffic through MySpace would be soon dashed when another decision was made by the powers that be there. For they stopped allowing live links to sites outside of the MySpace domain.

Not all that surprisingly, some of the highest numbers of visitors to my MySpace blog occurred on Tuesdays, which is when a TWO FOR TUESDAY is often posted. If you will check a calendar, Tuesday will be coming up again tomorrow, and you can see for yourself what all of the buzz was about.

Anyway, I like to find the actual videos for the songs that are featured on a TWO FOR TUESDAY, and I was thrilled to find that when an embedding code was disabled for a video on YouTube, one that could be embedded could be often found on Imeem. [Here] is an example of such.

What? You mean to tell me that instead of the video for 3 Doors Down’s When I’m Gone, there is nothing but an orange rectangle with an advertisement for MySpace Music?

Alas, when I first saw that Imeem had been bought out by MySpace, I really didn’t think much about it. For I had no idea that this meant that all of the Imeem videos that I had embedded were no longer viewable, which would mean that I would have to redo all of the posts unless I was willing to keep them as they now are in order help one of most wonderful sites ever to get as much exposure as possible at my expense.

No, I haven’t closed my account there yet. For I still have some unfinished business to take care of, but all of this has made me rethink my attitude towards hacking. For I have come to realize that some sites should be electronically disemboweled—even if only for just the sheer joy of seeing what their guts look like. Yeah, yeah, yeah, woe is me.

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