YouTube has given the world a domain name, and some servers. We gave YouTube a household name, and some grainy camcorder videos. The 30-second clips recorded on a cell phone of the last Usher concert are not, in reality, worth the hard drive space. Neither are the endless videos of people in their all-American backyards blowing stuff up and disgracing their families. For every adorable little girl ripping into Bill O'Reilly, you'll also see two little boys beating the hell out of each other, garnering the attention of the local police department. There is enough of that kind of throwaway nonsense circulating around the Internet to make a case for the downfall of man. America, the reason your yard is in the back of the house is to keep the rest of the population from witnessing what goes on in it.
It may be cute to call 2006 the year of the professional amateur, but it doesn't sound right. We need more visible leaders and less blogosphere blowhards. Where are the stars in politics, music, movies, and sports? Our information, because of the ease of its access, needs quality control more than ever. Shouldn't young people shape their world by going out and doing something instead of hitting the refresh button?
But who the hell am I?
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