PLEASE, DO NOT PLAY YOUR BANJO INAPPROPRIATELY: MySpace is watching you

Sunday 14 January 2007

MySpace is watching you

Hey ho, there we are all making friends with a guy called 'Tom Anderson'. Well, no, not making friends, its more like 'forced to', why are we forced to have 'Tom' as a friend, grinning like a git?
Because people, I believe he is not real, and 'Tom' on MySpace is more or less a system of control. Like Big Brother, (no, not the TV show that embarrases C list celebrities or gormless camp or screaming members of the public...) 1984's Big Brother, of which the TV shows title is based on. Hell, you might as well have him as your first friend.

Big Brother wants to be your friend

'Tom' full name happens to be 'Tom Anderson'. Hes always there as the little chap looking like he's masturbating at his desk in the corner with some kind of scientific formula on a white board to make a working time machine like Victorians once tried at the background. When you first sign up onto Myspace. That grinning git, eh? So he owned (Rupert Murdoch has it now) Myspace, yeah? He started it?

Blimey, isn't that a coincidence that Tom Anderson is a geek on computers much like, 'Thomas A Anderson' from 'The Matrix'? If you have a look at Wikipedia's article and on 'Tom Anderson' you'll find some interesting theories. Some think 'Tom' is a piece of PR, much like Barry Scott for Cilit Bang.

"Mr...Anderson!"

Ahh, don't you just wish that some day...somehow... somebody will set us free from the artificial socializing utility that is MySpace, maybe one day, One will come to set us free.

"You have 1 new friend, Tom"

No comments:

Post a Comment

About the gentleman behind Inappropriate Banjo

Martyn A Eker was born in the Channel Islands, in Guernsey which resembled that last triangular corner bit of toast you couldn't eat in the morning. After a decade of development and decadence, he subsequently moved to this little known place called 'England' within 'Britain', which is a lot more difficult to describe in shape let alone draw from memory. But apparently a lot of famous historical people had come from there, like Shakespeare, Doctor Who and James Bond.

From here, Martyn A Eker decided to continue his manic doodling from school and enrolled in college to study a 'National Diploma in graphic and Design' for some obscure reason, it was here that Martyn A Eker decided to look into the crazy idea of becoming an animator, due to his lifelong ambition to become a cartoonist.

Not satisfied with his current art skills, Martyn A Eker studied a further course, 'Foundation Art and Design' where he discovered how much he hates artists that don't have a reason, metaphor or purpose for their works to be made.

From here, Martyn A Eker moved to North Wales and studied at university in the specialism of 'BA Hons Design Animation' (which had nothing to do with piloting planes) at Glyndwr University, which had some kind of identity crisis seeing it was originally called NEWI which really didn't stand for 'Nothing Ever Works Institute', despite the toilet graffiti.
It was here over the years that Martyn A Eker discovered how to make images move like a magician, a long way from the original nervous twitching, scale changing characters which would look better put out of their misery.

Once completing this course Martyn A Eker was given a offer he simply couldn't refuse, which about a year later he did. Turning his nose up at an uncompleted 'MA in Animation', Martyn A Eker tried to sit down and figure out who he was once and for all; and then he realised, he was a nutter that illustrated and scripted funny things and was truly happy when he would giggle reading his own works afterwards and obsessively wrote things about himself in the third person.

It was at this specific time, that he continued his lifelong quest of becoming a cartoonist once again and a damn good one, at that.