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William Shatner Takes On Social Networking
nut writes "Everybody's favourite actor, author and starship captain is bringing some new ideas to the world of social networking. Myouterspace.com is, in the Captain's own words, '...a Sci Fi Social Network for those with a passion for the arts.' Facebook and Myspace should be worried. Sign up now. Go on, you know you want to."
KHAAAAAAN!
- None can love freedom heartily, but good men; the rest love not freedom, but license. -- John Milton
...Spacebook?
HYPErspace? No, wait, Lucas got that already.
Whatever you call it, as ideas go, it's pure Shat.
Everybody's favourite actor, author and starship captain
Jean-Luc Picard?
But most illogical captain.
Myouterspace.com is, in the captain's own words, '... a Sci Fi Social Network for those with a passion for the arts.'
But that is exactly why it won't catch on. The reason why Facebook is so popular is because -everyone- can use it. You, the people who you went to high school with, your mom, your grandma, your college classmates, your boss. Everyone can use it. No one feels alienated. That is why it is successful. Shatner's site seems more like a glorified forum, a great place to find people who share the same interest, but that isn't what Facebook is for.
Taxation is legalized theft, no more, no less.
Amas enough virgins in one place, and one of them is likely to get laid................
Clearly Scotty's expertise does not extend to the realm of dynamic load-balancing :)
The year is 2045 and "tek," a highly addictive computer-based reality drug takes the users of the drug into a fantasy world.
Oh, I see where you're going here, Shatner!
To all you slashdot readers, please heed my words...
"JUST SAY NO!"
I tried to sign up, but during the login process a wild pack of jocks showed up and gave me a wedgie of galactic proportions, stole my lunch and banged the picture of a girl I planned on talking to eventually.
It's the first anti-social network.
http://twitter.com/onion2k
...that he has been to acting. And music.
Scotty, beam him up, please!
In order to foster his unique style, and to one-up Twitter, the main form of communication on this social networking site are tiny posts, known as "Shats", limited to exactly one word.
The enemies of Democracy are
I DID plan on talking to her! I even wrote some (pseudo) code for said conversation:
if (!ArmPitsSmell() && CrustinessOfClothes() != OH_MY_GAWD_TOO_CRUSTY) {
var sexytime = Girl.ComplimentTeeth();
if (sexytime) {
FeelBoobs();
CleanPants();
} else {
AssumeFetalPosition();
}
}
Why would God need a social networking site?
[Scotty]
Captain! Captain! The server is Slashdotted! There's fecal antimatter all over the deck! If we don't upgrade soon she'll blow apart!
[/Scotty]
Everybody's favourite actor, author and starship captain is bringing some new ideas to the world of social networking.
Not mine. Nor most of the sci-fi fans I know. My father-in-law and my virgin ex-roommate are about the only exceptions.
"I don't care about the Constitution!" --Bill O'Reilly, November 17, 2009
Really?? I mean..."Creatia"? What kind of fucking tin-ear thought up that name? It's ugly on the eyes and hits the ears like a volley of spit. If words could smell, "Creatia" would be a waft of ass. If you're a writer, or a hope-to-be writer, and you see a social network for writers with a name like "Creatia", your best instincts have got to tell you to run for the hills.
God, what an embarrassment. Can you imagine that someone thought up "Creatia" and then pitched it to other people as if it were a real brainstorm - a real stroke of creative genius.
This is one of the problems with the Internet: there's no "farm club" where you can learn your trade in a reasonably supportive atmosphere where you can be criticized and work the shitty ideas out of your system without the entire fucking world seeing them.
Maybe this guy is a wannabe ad-writer or something, and hopes to get a job somewhere, someday. Unfortunately, in some cache, encased in carbonite, there's going to be a permanent record of "Creatia" and he will never, ever be able to live it down. He's going to be looking for a job, maybe in competition with a few other writers, and somebody's going to pull out this turd and say, "Hey, was this your work?" and that's it. Game over, man. Maybe he can write copy for Home Shopping Network or come up with model-names for some Korean auto manufacturer, but even then, he'll know that one day he put "Creatia" on the internet for all the world to see and will know, deep down, that no matter how big he gets, no matter how rich, he'll know that he's not worth shit as a writer, and the first time he had a chance to be creative, in fact, to define creativity with the name of a social network for creative people, the best he could come up with is "Creatia".
And he'll get flop-sweat. And he'll double-down on the anti-depressants and Grey Goose and sometime, somewhere, he'll end up face down in a swimming pool because he shat the bed with the entire Internet watching.
Honestly, he ought to change his name right now, go back to school and get an accounting degree, and never again try to be creative because it will only end badly. If you're the guy who came up with "Creatia" and you're reading this, I hope you understand that I'm only looking out for you. You ought to thank me.
You are welcome on my lawn.
There were 3 that I'd talk to on graduation day. And now, I've lost touch with two of them.
Far be it from me to equate my experience to yours, but bear with me. Twenty years ago, I was ecstatic to get out, get away, and shrug off the ties that held me down. All four in our group felt like that, and all four of us went out and made our marks on our corners of the world (mixed results, but mostly good). We each did things that the other three didn't; mine was waving a red cloth in front of a bull. Google "shakabuku" for an idea of what that's like.
At our twentieth reunion, between 1/3 and 1/2 of our class was there--sadly, only one other from our group of four--and there wasn't a single frown in the bunch. Everyone had grown up, and everyone was happy to see one another. I even have a picture of myself with the two women who were the biggest elitist snobs of the class. Back then, I was the last person they would have posed with.
I don't know how old you are, or how fresh the pains of high school are, so the only real bit I can pass to you is in the subject line. I certainly won't extol the virtues of FB; I'm too security-conscious for that. But I can promise you, after you give yourself time, you'll breathe easier at the prospect of dealing with your classmates once again. I'm living proof of it.
And never mind the above comment about carrying HS grudges past 20. That's far too soon; 30 is more reasonable. I would have modded it down, but my mod points are fresh, so I'll comment instead.
While it is obvious you are dealing with many significant personal issues, there are better reasons to dislike Creatia.
http://www.creatia.org/page.asp?page=1
iShat.
Patrick Stewart wants to be taken serious again as an actor, but can't resist performing as captain every time he is called out.
Leonard Nimoy didn't want to do the new series (it was cancelled in favor of Star Trek: The Motion Picture) but again, can't resist the call.
Shatner has always been more relaxed about it, the point about "get a life" was more "be a fan but don't take it so serious". There are trekkies that tend to loose the line between the actor Shatner and the fictional person of Kirk. It was also done as part of a skit, a comedy piece.
For all the trek actors the series has been a mixed blessing. It is probably the biggest earner for any of them in their entire life, yet it also highlights that most actors have only a limited shelf life. There are plenty of actors that only are visible for one film or one series and are then never heard from again. To still get gigs for a series done decades ago, that is not bad, from a financial point of view. From artistic. Well some actors need to be reminded they are acting for a wage. If acting a ham pays the bills, then a ham you are.
And of course he thinks there is money in it, else he wouldn't be trying to start a business with it. The whole point of a business is to make money.
MMO Quests are like orgasms:
You may solo them, I prefer them in a group.