The Internet is over.

It was all just shit and giggles. A little information, a little fun, some leaked albums, rumors, stock quotes, and a whole lot of pornography. Oh, and this also:

from here.

But that was then. And this is now! “The internet is over!” Prince has decreed, and maybe he’s right and maybe he’s wrong.

Actually that quote comes from an interesting interview with The Purple One and he’s really referring to the internet re: music distribution, but still, it makes for a good sound byte, yes?

And then he says:

The internet’s like MTV. At one time MTV was hip and suddenly became outdated. Anyway, all these computers and digital gadgets are no good. They just fill your head with numbers and that can’t be good for you.
So true. You know what I hate having in my head? I mean, like more than I hate the memory of “two girls, one cup?” Numbers. They’re the worst.
Ha ha. Still love you though, Prince. I swear someone should just put together a collection of reminisces of “normal people” and journalist’s first time meeting Prince, being inducted to his world, etc. I would love to read that.
So that’s that and the internet’s possibly over and now I just don’t know what to do with myself. Especially since Benjamin Light mentioned Know Your Meme to me last night and then I got stuck looking at it for like three hours when maybe I should’ve been attempting sleep, y’know?
Courage Wolf knows what I’m talking about.
Hell, at this point, I really want to see Courage Wolf and all his friends get a Saturday morning kid’s show. I think that would be brilliant. Anyway, before I go for the day, something completely different…
from here.

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