The Internet is beginning to feel like shopping in one of those funny smelling dollar stores. Every spam email and pop up ad I get is for the cheesiest crap - mini race cars, knife sets, surveillance cameras - i'm fucking waiting for the sea monkeys and the x-ray glasses.
it's just really tacky. i don't think when Douglas Copeland coined the term 'cyberspace' he had a digital flea market in mind.
