So long, Myspace...

After several spam messages from women claiming they wanted to "hook-up" if I would give them my credit card number, I decided to cancel my account with the horrible excuse of a website. When I finally had caved in and decided to join the site founded by a notorious spammer (Yes, it's Tom Anderson... any Myspacer's first friend) , I had believed the site's potential as a social networking system would outweigh its horrible CSS-manipulating flaws, numerous security glitches, and financial tamperings.

Needless to say, I was clearly mistaken.

As if the numerous messages sent to my PRIVATE (or, should I say NOT-SO-PRIVATE) profile) were not enough, the "browser-crashing impossible to read video and music intensive and disgustingly poorly programmed" spaces have been the main reason I avoid any site with "myspace.com" within the URL.

So, a farewell to Myspace, though not as fond as I wish it could be... more annoyed than anything. However, from the rubble of a lost Myspace profile, let it be known that I do want to remain networked to my friends. I urge you all to join Facebook, a secure and stable creation of a Harvard programming genius... not a spam artist.

Peace in.

Love,
David Filkins