My Craigslist Confession
My daughter is growing up the same way. She doesn't just sit around and download youtube clips. For every hour she watches she creates content equal to that hour. This is the way the internet is supposed to work. She is shipping DVD's of her films off to others to source collaborate with her on her latest work.
I detest the concept that companies exist to try to make you pay them so that you can meet someone and fall in love. We already have suburbia, with its designed zoning to keep you from walking to where you want to go - entire cities sprawled out on the edge of mall megaplexes. Community is rare enough as it is. Maybe thats why the film "Moon" struck such a chord with me. How much different is it, to be completely isolated? How much can a modern corporation get away with - if we allow this?
So. Just bear in mind. I am out there to do a job. Half the time I'm serious. The other half the time I'm drinking coffee and laughing at the spammers. I posted an ad there, and got seven responses. I have carefully collected the fake responses. Once I figure out where the scripts are running and in particular who is paying to keep them going - we win the game . Fun fact: Affiliate marketers pay bounty for people trying to rip them off. It's blood sport.
There's always the odd one or two posts out there that really catch your eye. And I suppose, like anyone, I can be taken off track. But I have this unflagging confidence that God's design is that we're supposed to be able to meet each other and laugh and live and learn and not have to go through alot of hoops to have a community , a neighborhood and a gang of people to which we belong.
Craigslist to me, is kind of like that street corner where everyone hangs out. Maybe the place in your neighborhood where people go to meet. And it works. For me, at least. And I tend to see our society as kind of pre-democratic society where the laws have not yet extended to protect your privacy. Similiar to the days before the fourth amendment, in the United States of America - when armies could march into town and you would have three soldiers stationed in your downstairs living room and there was nothing you could do about it.
Maybe one day the fourth amendment will get an update. Peace.