I haven't figured out how to add anyone. Boo Hoo I have no MySpace friends.
quote:Originally posted by bobby:
I haven't figured out how to add anyone. Boo Hoo I have no MySpace friends.
Hi Bobby, just go to the person's page that you want to add and then press the "add to friends". It's in the box usually under the main pic that also has the "send message". Press "add to friends", Then they will either accept you or reject you,, I have rejected quite a few people and some that I don't even think were people.
Lol, I hope you weren't joking about not being able to add a friend. Surely you should have Tom as one of your friends, unless you deleted Tom.
Thank you Babette..Yes I have Tom.
Here's my page addy.
http://www.myspace.com/gothygurl
If you want to test how it works, go to my page and add me, that is if you want me on your list.
You can always delete me later on when you amassed thousands of friends.
http://www.myspace.com/gothygurl
If you want to test how it works, go to my page and add me, that is if you want me on your list.
You can always delete me later on when you amassed thousands of friends.
Thank you again Babette. You know I'm from near baltimore too Hon.
I was always under the impression that Problemstown was Baltimore.
LOL Well That's probaly true too Hon, But here in Ptown we're full of problems.
Egads you people don't you know that MySpace is owned by Microsoft?
Talk about a concentration camp.
Talk about a concentration camp.
Totally. A cyborg concentration camp!
am i the only one who's grossed out and through with myspace? to me while it is an ok way for anyone w/ access to have a webpage and stay in touch with friends - even promote music or shows - it seems to exemplify the utter self-absorbtion our culture has come to embody. It seems less about connection/communication that it is about me, me, me... plus its corporate owned and operated. maybe its just ME.
I'm with you Jade.
It's a nightmare.
I've given up just adding real friends to my list now.
It got to be so complicated when people (I didn't know) would come up to me and ask why I wouldn't be their friend.
So now I just add everyone.
It's a nightmare.
I've given up just adding real friends to my list now.
It got to be so complicated when people (I didn't know) would come up to me and ask why I wouldn't be their friend.
So now I just add everyone.
Daddy as the fabled Cyberslut.
What do you expect when the very notion of friend is converted into a kind of dollar bill?
But really Daddy, I thought you were impervious to peer group pressure LOL.
What do you expect when the very notion of friend is converted into a kind of dollar bill?
But really Daddy, I thought you were impervious to peer group pressure LOL.
Call me Pollyanna...
The corporate thing does bother me, but still, I find it so helpful. I just did a gig in Colorado and I met the local queens in advance via MySPace. I also hired one as an assistant.
I think those of us who are not super consumers ride along for free when it comes to ad driven media. I don't buy cars, soda, junk food etc, so when I see these ads on TV I feel like I just got a free show. The Internet is full of banner ads that I never click on. So hey, Murdoch isn't getting much back from me. I'm just riding in his boxcar.
The corporate thing does bother me, but still, I find it so helpful. I just did a gig in Colorado and I met the local queens in advance via MySPace. I also hired one as an assistant.
I think those of us who are not super consumers ride along for free when it comes to ad driven media. I don't buy cars, soda, junk food etc, so when I see these ads on TV I feel like I just got a free show. The Internet is full of banner ads that I never click on. So hey, Murdoch isn't getting much back from me. I'm just riding in his boxcar.
quote:Daddy, I thought you were impervious to peer group pressure.
Hell no.
I always go along with the crowd.
Here are some thoughts from the blog area of my myspace page that kind of address what people have brought up in this string here on the Mboards:-
buying frenzy in digital ghostland
(UNIVERSAL INTRO: In this zone where there is only the almost real, distance becomes a kind of torrential everywhere. One ends up living in distance permanently.One's body no longer has a physical relation to distance. In this distance one's body becomes the screen not over which but into and through which distance rides. Think of all the radio signals going right through you now. The EMS call that is circulating in your knees. The pizza order that has been phoned through your liver. The air traffic control instructions that just rode into and out of your thyroid gland. Distance is seething all through you right now. Just shut your eyes and ride child. You've never been so far away from yourself before.)
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Alright. I've been resisting this one.
Friends as a kind of capital.
Your zone in this almost real space is a kind of bank deposit account of telelectric relationships.
A my space as a sort of stock market of (dis)sociability. Your cybersocial net wor(k)th measured in photoicons collected through a type of techno game of tag-your-it. You, an exploiter of synthetic neighborliness. The entire world of computer-owners a 'natural resource'. Each zone owner's worth calculated as a sort of retail outlet for that impossibly elusive commodity from the actual world, the 'friend.'
All of the similarities are so uterly blatant and over-easy to make it is not possible to deny an element of flat out truth. And, so what?
To live blind of some forms of truth is to be only half alive.
What can be actually beautiful about this almost real myspace place is just that, how it magnificently distorts the woeful shortcommings of the disappointing actual world. You can be happy here in a place that does not really exist. You can find friends by interacting with their electronic shadows. The principal social advantage here is being alone. It is wonderfully liberating, isn't it, to have stuck one's self down, immobilized, in front of a plastic, glowing box. All the human world now alive, only in the mind.
Hello Li Guo Liang, how is Mongolia today, so happy to have you invested in my relationship fund. Now, besides yourself, do you have a product, talent or service to offer? Never mind Liang. Just that you are even there is worth something.
Funny how a cold pleasure is so intensely promising. Almost like the feel upon one's hand of money.
This my space can make you rich and happy. And that is a form of truth.
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What we occupy as the cybernetically re-educated is a digital concentration camp. A camp tricked out as an availability resort for technopersonalities. But in this digital concentration camp there is no suffering at all. None. Only a radical reduction to a list of ingredients that facilitate perpetual examination according to criteria of a 'browse.'
And it is the very quantification of all of one's most unique, individual traits that lays one open to being absorbed by the data clinic.
Having the uniqueness of the individual personality converted in to an extreme standardized uniform, to uncritically worship a digital concentration camp is to be unwilling to acknowledge one's demotion to being a joyous robot, a standardized impersonality whose outlook and awareness have been absorbed in the statistic clinic. It is the degree to which your humanity has been polluted by the dream the happy cyborg has to be re-humanized. A dream you need not yet have.
Yes, one's self-aggrandizement through the statistic clinic may amplify a naivete about the attractiveness of the self and the marvellous efficiency of a statistic-based information dump. But the most important collective function of this almost real place is not how it persuades all to subordinate to continuous examination but how it acts as a barricade against disappearance.
For if you don't know, here it is possible to exercise an acute form of imprecision, wordless intuition, to speak with affect, to require code to continuously sound struggle against divisive power.
The primary merit of this place is its status as a temporary solution. An heroic postponement of your total erasure.
(c)pskiff 05
buying frenzy in digital ghostland
(UNIVERSAL INTRO: In this zone where there is only the almost real, distance becomes a kind of torrential everywhere. One ends up living in distance permanently.One's body no longer has a physical relation to distance. In this distance one's body becomes the screen not over which but into and through which distance rides. Think of all the radio signals going right through you now. The EMS call that is circulating in your knees. The pizza order that has been phoned through your liver. The air traffic control instructions that just rode into and out of your thyroid gland. Distance is seething all through you right now. Just shut your eyes and ride child. You've never been so far away from yourself before.)
________________________________________________
Alright. I've been resisting this one.
Friends as a kind of capital.
Your zone in this almost real space is a kind of bank deposit account of telelectric relationships.
A my space as a sort of stock market of (dis)sociability. Your cybersocial net wor(k)th measured in photoicons collected through a type of techno game of tag-your-it. You, an exploiter of synthetic neighborliness. The entire world of computer-owners a 'natural resource'. Each zone owner's worth calculated as a sort of retail outlet for that impossibly elusive commodity from the actual world, the 'friend.'
All of the similarities are so uterly blatant and over-easy to make it is not possible to deny an element of flat out truth. And, so what?
To live blind of some forms of truth is to be only half alive.
What can be actually beautiful about this almost real myspace place is just that, how it magnificently distorts the woeful shortcommings of the disappointing actual world. You can be happy here in a place that does not really exist. You can find friends by interacting with their electronic shadows. The principal social advantage here is being alone. It is wonderfully liberating, isn't it, to have stuck one's self down, immobilized, in front of a plastic, glowing box. All the human world now alive, only in the mind.
Hello Li Guo Liang, how is Mongolia today, so happy to have you invested in my relationship fund. Now, besides yourself, do you have a product, talent or service to offer? Never mind Liang. Just that you are even there is worth something.
Funny how a cold pleasure is so intensely promising. Almost like the feel upon one's hand of money.
This my space can make you rich and happy. And that is a form of truth.
________________________________________________
What we occupy as the cybernetically re-educated is a digital concentration camp. A camp tricked out as an availability resort for technopersonalities. But in this digital concentration camp there is no suffering at all. None. Only a radical reduction to a list of ingredients that facilitate perpetual examination according to criteria of a 'browse.'
And it is the very quantification of all of one's most unique, individual traits that lays one open to being absorbed by the data clinic.
Having the uniqueness of the individual personality converted in to an extreme standardized uniform, to uncritically worship a digital concentration camp is to be unwilling to acknowledge one's demotion to being a joyous robot, a standardized impersonality whose outlook and awareness have been absorbed in the statistic clinic. It is the degree to which your humanity has been polluted by the dream the happy cyborg has to be re-humanized. A dream you need not yet have.
Yes, one's self-aggrandizement through the statistic clinic may amplify a naivete about the attractiveness of the self and the marvellous efficiency of a statistic-based information dump. But the most important collective function of this almost real place is not how it persuades all to subordinate to continuous examination but how it acts as a barricade against disappearance.
For if you don't know, here it is possible to exercise an acute form of imprecision, wordless intuition, to speak with affect, to require code to continuously sound struggle against divisive power.
The primary merit of this place is its status as a temporary solution. An heroic postponement of your total erasure.
(c)pskiff 05
seven, what part of that post did you write and what part was copy-pasted?
Just curious about the concentration-camp metaphor. You are in there forever, you will never get out, to act within the world.
Living away from New York I agree ... suffering from/enjoying the strange sense that distance is a fiction. It actually still is not. Just try it... try to break out of the cyberspacial zone and call someone or write a snail mail ... and be met with dead silence.
Just curious about the concentration-camp metaphor. You are in there forever, you will never get out, to act within the world.
Living away from New York I agree ... suffering from/enjoying the strange sense that distance is a fiction. It actually still is not. Just try it... try to break out of the cyberspacial zone and call someone or write a snail mail ... and be met with dead silence.
I get what you're saying but I think it's an exaggeration.. well again that depends upon the individual I guess. This whole concept of "cyberspace" has always seemed odd to me. I don't think of myself as being in a simulated place when I communicate online. It's just a more organized and efficiant way of making a phone call or writing a letter. I don't see it as a replacement for human interaction. I can't imagine staying home from a social engagement so I could get together with people online. The new hype about Second Life also baffles me. I mean, I can see enjoying it like you'd enjoy a game, but moving cartoons around on a screen is not like going to an event. Maybe some people are lost in the world of pretend but I think many of us are just touching base with eachother.
Now as for MySpace, yes collecting people is like collecting trading cards. They are not really my real friends. But they are likeminded contacts that are there should I need them. If I'm visiting London and want to find the local freaks, I now have a shortcut... which is a lead to real world interaction. Not so creepy. Besides, isn't it cute that we can all be a star with our own trading card. It's a democratization of fame. Fame is surface, fake, image, sure. But when you do decide to meet someone then real things happen. I just don't see it as such a bad thing.
Now as for MySpace, yes collecting people is like collecting trading cards. They are not really my real friends. But they are likeminded contacts that are there should I need them. If I'm visiting London and want to find the local freaks, I now have a shortcut... which is a lead to real world interaction. Not so creepy. Besides, isn't it cute that we can all be a star with our own trading card. It's a democratization of fame. Fame is surface, fake, image, sure. But when you do decide to meet someone then real things happen. I just don't see it as such a bad thing.
I wrote the whole thing S'tan.
I agree that communicating other ways can seem just as airless.
And I like your sentiments too Miss U. I have a high level of ambivalence about being cyberfied.
Myspace as it stands is of course a very facile promotional or marketing or networking tool. I know a web designer who has gotten loads of clients from being on myspace. The site itself holds itself out to the public as being a promotional tool. I think there must be ways to do it that are not as harsh or capitalist as myspace. For now myspace is just the service that figured out how to do it quickly, easily and in a way that is relatively simple for the vast majority of computer users. But I think the harsh drawbacks are more than obvious. And a lot of what I posted from my myspace blog above applies to any cyberpresence one could take up.
Myspace didn't invent dehumanization. But it has made a singularly phenomenal contribution to it.
The total agglomeration of technology promotes alienation, and paradoxically that is what myspace in part remedies -it is a technology that itself tries to provide a repair to the effects of being severed from eachother that are imparted to humanity by technology itself.
But a closed system of loss and repair can be viscious in ways that are no less mean than they are subtle. Just consider Daddy's experience of being accosted in public by shunned would be 'friends'.
I agree that communicating other ways can seem just as airless.
And I like your sentiments too Miss U. I have a high level of ambivalence about being cyberfied.
Myspace as it stands is of course a very facile promotional or marketing or networking tool. I know a web designer who has gotten loads of clients from being on myspace. The site itself holds itself out to the public as being a promotional tool. I think there must be ways to do it that are not as harsh or capitalist as myspace. For now myspace is just the service that figured out how to do it quickly, easily and in a way that is relatively simple for the vast majority of computer users. But I think the harsh drawbacks are more than obvious. And a lot of what I posted from my myspace blog above applies to any cyberpresence one could take up.
Myspace didn't invent dehumanization. But it has made a singularly phenomenal contribution to it.
The total agglomeration of technology promotes alienation, and paradoxically that is what myspace in part remedies -it is a technology that itself tries to provide a repair to the effects of being severed from eachother that are imparted to humanity by technology itself.
But a closed system of loss and repair can be viscious in ways that are no less mean than they are subtle. Just consider Daddy's experience of being accosted in public by shunned would be 'friends'.
Seven, I always like what you write, OK, I am not always able to understand what you say, but when I do understand what I'm reading then it is some very good writing.
I don't know if what I am going to say will make any sense but I'll try.
For some people like myself, loneliness is a harsh condition to be in. Even when I went to clubs like Pyramid and Area, I was sort of living in a vacuum of loneliness surrounded by crowds of people. And being a t-girl the loneliness can be amplified because quite a few "straights" want no part of a t-girl, you know, people on the street, stores, just everyday people, at times they treat me as a disease. Also there might be other mental reasons that I am the way am that I am in no control of. Maybe I am also to blame for putting myself into this solitude.
As I am getting older I felt that I needed something to break this cycle, so a friend got me a computer which took me 6 months to figure out how to work it. I got the computer to help me break out of a depressed state that I was in, sort of a therapy thing. I also felt that I needed to belong somewhere before I disappeared completely from everyone's eyesight. I needed human contact, I mean humans like myself and not the idiots that live in my area, and not the people I have to meet for work. I needed contact with people like myself, even if it would be through the colorful plastic box in front of me.
So I went to forums such as Myspace to try and find what was missing in my life. I was grasping for anything I could reach out to. I wanted to belong to something, I really didn't know what I was looking for but I thought myspace could have something of interest.. But as you say seven, it is kinda like a concentration camp, I get really nothing out of it, but I can't resist going there. It's like I am forced to go there, like going to a miserable job, I don't want to go, but I have to, this is the feeling I get from Myspace. OK, posting pics and having guys ask me out is kinda fun, but it's not real, I will never meet any of these guys. Especially the guys from Iran or Mongolia.
Seven, this statement says it:
-it is a technology that itself tries to provide a repair to the effects of being severed from eachother that are imparted to humanity by technology itself.
I feel that I went to myspace and other forums in order to repair the effects of loneliness, maybe not because of technology itself, but then again, it could be because of technology, it's just that I don't understand these things to know any better.
Maybe I shouldn't use the plastic glowing box to try and solve my problems.
Thanks Seven for your well written post.
I don't know if what I am going to say will make any sense but I'll try.
For some people like myself, loneliness is a harsh condition to be in. Even when I went to clubs like Pyramid and Area, I was sort of living in a vacuum of loneliness surrounded by crowds of people. And being a t-girl the loneliness can be amplified because quite a few "straights" want no part of a t-girl, you know, people on the street, stores, just everyday people, at times they treat me as a disease. Also there might be other mental reasons that I am the way am that I am in no control of. Maybe I am also to blame for putting myself into this solitude.
As I am getting older I felt that I needed something to break this cycle, so a friend got me a computer which took me 6 months to figure out how to work it. I got the computer to help me break out of a depressed state that I was in, sort of a therapy thing. I also felt that I needed to belong somewhere before I disappeared completely from everyone's eyesight. I needed human contact, I mean humans like myself and not the idiots that live in my area, and not the people I have to meet for work. I needed contact with people like myself, even if it would be through the colorful plastic box in front of me.
So I went to forums such as Myspace to try and find what was missing in my life. I was grasping for anything I could reach out to. I wanted to belong to something, I really didn't know what I was looking for but I thought myspace could have something of interest.. But as you say seven, it is kinda like a concentration camp, I get really nothing out of it, but I can't resist going there. It's like I am forced to go there, like going to a miserable job, I don't want to go, but I have to, this is the feeling I get from Myspace. OK, posting pics and having guys ask me out is kinda fun, but it's not real, I will never meet any of these guys. Especially the guys from Iran or Mongolia.
Seven, this statement says it:
-it is a technology that itself tries to provide a repair to the effects of being severed from eachother that are imparted to humanity by technology itself.
I feel that I went to myspace and other forums in order to repair the effects of loneliness, maybe not because of technology itself, but then again, it could be because of technology, it's just that I don't understand these things to know any better.
Maybe I shouldn't use the plastic glowing box to try and solve my problems.
Thanks Seven for your well written post.
Babette, I really identify with a lot of what you say about being isolated because of what others ascribe to you as your social 'type'. I've had to deal with this in subtle ways and very blatant very harsh ways most of my life. I'm given to periods of intense introversion, I'm what used to be called effeminate and since the early 1970's 'crossdressed' (what an olde fashioned term). My mind takes off on total flights of reverie even in broad daylight on the street so at any moment I can be vocalizing what appears to others as total trippy nonsense. And more. During one intense long stretch of my life I never even went outside except for maybe twice a month to go to the store to buy food! I still think a really good day can be one where the only communication I do with a live human face to face is when I just have to hold two fingers up to the token booth clerk and fork my four dollars over. So going on line to connect -I wouldn't really call it socializing per se myself- was a kind of half-natural thing for me to do and I do find it very fulfilling in some ways -like now, here, on the Mboards. I think this forum though is obviously more rareified than myspace. But I guess what I am saying is, the cybersocial realm has not solved any of my social impediments, because, mostly, as you suggest, the impediments are really the outlooks and awarenesses of other people. However, I feel a kind of release and ease a lot of times being online in contact with other people. I don't have to become self-conscious about the way I look or talk or think or dream. There is a kind of comfortable zone here in a lot of ways.
Wow this topic really got interesting!
Babette,
Your post really got me.
I get now.
I can really see why online communities (including the hideous MySpace) are so important.
I went to your MySpace page (you are quite the babe by the way) to add you as my friend but...
I guess we already ARE friends.
Who Knew?
And seven,
your post(s) REALLY floored me!
Babette,
Your post really got me.
I get now.
I can really see why online communities (including the hideous MySpace) are so important.
I went to your MySpace page (you are quite the babe by the way) to add you as my friend but...
I guess we already ARE friends.
Who Knew?
And seven,
your post(s) REALLY floored me!
I enjoy the comfort of the online... the ability to reach out with little effort... to be able to dangle a carrot way out and get some bites even if its not from the donkey u want. Lazy fishing.
But it's also been an excuse to hear from people who wouldn't normally reach out. Ole pals around the world whom i found again who now add me on their list again. That lovely warm comfort of the ole friendly faces.
I have a rule to only add people I really know on my friends list as it just stops all the silly shenannagins, but each to their own. I also like the 'people watching' elements of it.. peering onto someones page and seeing who they are talking to.. or read a blog.
I think it's great, but has it's place.
But it's also been an excuse to hear from people who wouldn't normally reach out. Ole pals around the world whom i found again who now add me on their list again. That lovely warm comfort of the ole friendly faces.
I have a rule to only add people I really know on my friends list as it just stops all the silly shenannagins, but each to their own. I also like the 'people watching' elements of it.. peering onto someones page and seeing who they are talking to.. or read a blog.
I think it's great, but has it's place.
I can see that the MySpace experience is different for everyone.
I can see why it's fun for you Ann Nicole.
I even like connecting with long lost buddies.
But for me, a DJ somewhat in the public eye, it's a nightmare.
Every band, wanna-be DJ, wanna-be pop star, wanna-be hooker...
you name it, they all feel the need to connect with me.
Every Saturday at Crobar for example, I get,
"I went to your MySpace page. It's cool. How come you don't sell any of your CDs? I went there to buy one but you don't sell any. What's up with that"?
It's like if you don't have a MySpace page... WITH PRODUCT! you are not a real DJ.
I can see why it's fun for you Ann Nicole.
I even like connecting with long lost buddies.
But for me, a DJ somewhat in the public eye, it's a nightmare.
Every band, wanna-be DJ, wanna-be pop star, wanna-be hooker...
you name it, they all feel the need to connect with me.
Every Saturday at Crobar for example, I get,
"I went to your MySpace page. It's cool. How come you don't sell any of your CDs? I went there to buy one but you don't sell any. What's up with that"?
It's like if you don't have a MySpace page... WITH PRODUCT! you are not a real DJ.
Oh Daddy..we all know that you are a real DJ. And one of the best too!
Hey!
Whaddaya mean one of?
Thanks Bobby, coming from such a fierce hairdresser as yourself that means a lot.
Whaddaya mean one of?
Thanks Bobby, coming from such a fierce hairdresser as yourself that means a lot.
Wow Seven,, I have many of the same feelings that you have. I have periods in my life where I rarely left the apartment, except for food and essentials. I did have a friend that would get me things if I was really out of it. I had things happen to me that I can't quite get a grip on, so I'd rather hide than face the world.
I too, get a kind of ease feeling when online, but sometimes it seems surreal, like a Dali painting, I seem to become part of the site that I am viewing, I get too wrapped up in the whole setting of the site, then there comes a big let down feeling. I hate to make this analogy but it's somewhat like drugs,, very happy and at ease then boom I'm on the floor crying. I really like some sites on the web but I also feel miserable at the same time. I know I can't blame sites like Myspace, I do understand that it's me that feels this way, and that it's my fault that I took the internet so seriously. That the net would be a solve all solution.
Anyway, I too, like Motherboards, I may not post a lot but I read everything, love how you all interact with each other and with really no harsh feelings towards each other.
And thanks Daddy for the comp, I always enjoyed your DJing, I wasn't a poser back then, I loved to dance when I went to clubs, so a good DJ would make my evening special. I mostly remember you at Area club.
And another thanks Seven, you are able to put into words what I am feeling on the inside of me.
I too, get a kind of ease feeling when online, but sometimes it seems surreal, like a Dali painting, I seem to become part of the site that I am viewing, I get too wrapped up in the whole setting of the site, then there comes a big let down feeling. I hate to make this analogy but it's somewhat like drugs,, very happy and at ease then boom I'm on the floor crying. I really like some sites on the web but I also feel miserable at the same time. I know I can't blame sites like Myspace, I do understand that it's me that feels this way, and that it's my fault that I took the internet so seriously. That the net would be a solve all solution.
Anyway, I too, like Motherboards, I may not post a lot but I read everything, love how you all interact with each other and with really no harsh feelings towards each other.
And thanks Daddy for the comp, I always enjoyed your DJing, I wasn't a poser back then, I loved to dance when I went to clubs, so a good DJ would make my evening special. I mostly remember you at Area club.
And another thanks Seven, you are able to put into words what I am feeling on the inside of me.
quote:I love how you all interact with each other and with really no harsh feelings towards each other.
We talk about everyone behind their backs.
It's much more civil that way.
The only one we dish openly is Messy Bonnie because she is so out of it that it all just goes over her head anyway.
Seriously Daddy, do you have any CDs?
Oh Babette if only you could've heard Daddy play at Moulin Rouge, he REALLY used to turn it out there.
quote:Originally posted by Miss Understood:
I'm on MySpace because it helps me dig up performers in other parts of the country.
It's pretty bad though because if I have 1000 "friends" and I want to see which ones of them live in Florida, there is no wayy to performe that search.. There's no way to manage your friends at all. You can't alphabitze them or put them in any order.
If you were a promoter an wanted to invite local people to an event without pestering the rest of your international list there is no system to do so.
I still use it because so many people I need to meet are on it but it has serious flaws.
Actually you can browse through your friend list . You do so by clicking "Browse" then in the upper right hand corner of the table select the button "My Friends" instead of Full Network.
Also, if you like MySpace you can check out my new site www.dragwatch.com which is a myspace style online social network for drag queens and everyone who loves them!
I have to say... Myspace has been good to me... I've lost interest and logged out of everything else but this site. It's hooked me up with all sorts of ole mates from back in the days.(I have a rule that I only ever add people i know as 'friends' and here I am with 76 mates on line - who'd have thought it!). But tonight - stuck home alone I decide to browse online and i found I guy I've 'stalked' for ages yet never met. He's a director out of Jamaica and I just think he's amazing... his cinematography and his intereviews about staying true and now buying into the guns and bling of the popular culture I just always adore him. He's also barking bonkers it seems. So, I see him online mail him an he mails me back! U have to love myspace. He mailed me back even though i confessed to him I am Kathy Bates in Misery when it comes to him and his work!! Check out his work, it's just amazing www.myspace.com/raskassa
I think his best work is Damian Marleys Welcome to Jamrock.
Gawd bless myspace now i can cyberstalk....
Yours,
Sandra Bernhart in King of Comedy
I think his best work is Damian Marleys Welcome to Jamrock.
Gawd bless myspace now i can cyberstalk....
Yours,
Sandra Bernhart in King of Comedy
I've read about people who use a program to add thousands of friends at a time. But I haven't seen the software nor do I know how to obtain it.
A lot of the pages I've seen with astronomical 'friend' counts, pages that are not celebs, are of course young females showing a lot of skin in randy poses and using come ons for tag lines. Gee, what a genius formula.
Cybersluts. -Jackie 60 invented the archetype.
A lot of the pages I've seen with astronomical 'friend' counts, pages that are not celebs, are of course young females showing a lot of skin in randy poses and using come ons for tag lines. Gee, what a genius formula.
Cybersluts. -Jackie 60 invented the archetype.
It can freak me out when you get "Jenny, 17, wants to be your friend". That's like an instant DELETE for me. Am I being prudish?
Honestly... of late, THE ONLY people that send me e-mails are UNDER 20! I'm just NOT interested. Either that or these ole farts who look like Santa Claus in ill fitting brown suits. Where's the beef?
I have a rule to only add people I KNOW as friends and to only reply to people am interested in - in some way or another - on e-mail. Ruthless c**t that I am.
I have a rule to only add people I KNOW as friends and to only reply to people am interested in - in some way or another - on e-mail. Ruthless c**t that I am.
States Fault MySpace on Predator Issues
By BRAD STONE
Published: May 15, 2007
Some of the country's top law enforcement officials are charging that the online social network MySpace has discovered thousands of known sex offenders using its service, but has failed to act on the information.
In a letter sent yesterday to a lawyer for MySpace, a division of the News Corporation, attorneys general from eight states said the company had not done enough to block sexual predators from the service and had failed to cooperate with the authorities.
"The fact that MySpace failed to come forward immediately with this information is really staggering," said Richard Blumenthal, attorney general of Connecticut, who added that the information had come from "highly credible private groups" who got their information directly from MySpace.
In the letter, the officials asked MySpace to provide them with the number and names of sex offenders on MySpace, their addresses and a list of steps that the company has taken to alert law enforcement officials and other MySpace users.
"We remain concerned about the design of your site, the failure to require parental permission, and the lack of safeguards necessary to protect our children," the attorneys general wrote.
The letter asked for a response from the company by May 29.
In a statement, Hemanshu Nigam, the chief security officer of MySpace, said the company had recently begun using new software to "proactively identify and remove any known sex offenders from the site."
Last December, MySpace announced that it would work to remove sexual predators from the site by working with Sentinel Tech Holdings, a database company based in Miami. MySpace said that it planned to run its membership rolls against Sentinel's Sentry database of known sex offenders.
MySpace said that it has spent the last five months testing the automated service.
In his statement, Mr. Nigam also reiterated MySpace's support for state and federal laws that would require convicted sex offenders to register their e-mail addresses and instant messenger accounts with authorities. He said such a step would aid the company in keeping sex offenders off the service, which has 65 million monthly visitors, according to comScore Media Metrix.
Currently Virginia and Kentucky are among the few states with such laws. In December, Senator John McCain, the Arizona Republican, introduced an e-mail registration bill in the Senate, where it is still pending.
Law enforcement officials used yesterday's announcement to warn parents of young children of the risks of online social networks. "I tell parents every day that MySpace is a dangerous place for teenagers," Lawrence Wasden, attorney general of Idaho, said in a statement.
Mr. Blumenthal of Connecticut speculated that the problem might be deeper than is realized. "There are apparently thousands of convicted sex offenders using their real names and identities, which is counterintuitive," he said. "Our concern is over whether this is just the tip of the iceberg."
Officials did not say what actions they would take if MySpace failed to respond adequately by May 29. Mr. Blumenthal said only that all 50 states were behind the letter and that "appropriate actions" against the company were being considered.
At least one child safety advocate gives MySpace good reviews for fighting sexual predators. "I haven't seen in my 12 years of working on these kinds of issues a company jump through as many hoops and respond as quickly and diligently as MySpace," said Donna Rice Hughes, president of Enough Is Enough, an Internet safety organization.
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/15/technology/15myspace....h&emc=th&oref=slogin
By BRAD STONE
Published: May 15, 2007
Some of the country's top law enforcement officials are charging that the online social network MySpace has discovered thousands of known sex offenders using its service, but has failed to act on the information.
In a letter sent yesterday to a lawyer for MySpace, a division of the News Corporation, attorneys general from eight states said the company had not done enough to block sexual predators from the service and had failed to cooperate with the authorities.
"The fact that MySpace failed to come forward immediately with this information is really staggering," said Richard Blumenthal, attorney general of Connecticut, who added that the information had come from "highly credible private groups" who got their information directly from MySpace.
In the letter, the officials asked MySpace to provide them with the number and names of sex offenders on MySpace, their addresses and a list of steps that the company has taken to alert law enforcement officials and other MySpace users.
"We remain concerned about the design of your site, the failure to require parental permission, and the lack of safeguards necessary to protect our children," the attorneys general wrote.
The letter asked for a response from the company by May 29.
In a statement, Hemanshu Nigam, the chief security officer of MySpace, said the company had recently begun using new software to "proactively identify and remove any known sex offenders from the site."
Last December, MySpace announced that it would work to remove sexual predators from the site by working with Sentinel Tech Holdings, a database company based in Miami. MySpace said that it planned to run its membership rolls against Sentinel's Sentry database of known sex offenders.
MySpace said that it has spent the last five months testing the automated service.
In his statement, Mr. Nigam also reiterated MySpace's support for state and federal laws that would require convicted sex offenders to register their e-mail addresses and instant messenger accounts with authorities. He said such a step would aid the company in keeping sex offenders off the service, which has 65 million monthly visitors, according to comScore Media Metrix.
Currently Virginia and Kentucky are among the few states with such laws. In December, Senator John McCain, the Arizona Republican, introduced an e-mail registration bill in the Senate, where it is still pending.
Law enforcement officials used yesterday's announcement to warn parents of young children of the risks of online social networks. "I tell parents every day that MySpace is a dangerous place for teenagers," Lawrence Wasden, attorney general of Idaho, said in a statement.
Mr. Blumenthal of Connecticut speculated that the problem might be deeper than is realized. "There are apparently thousands of convicted sex offenders using their real names and identities, which is counterintuitive," he said. "Our concern is over whether this is just the tip of the iceberg."
Officials did not say what actions they would take if MySpace failed to respond adequately by May 29. Mr. Blumenthal said only that all 50 states were behind the letter and that "appropriate actions" against the company were being considered.
At least one child safety advocate gives MySpace good reviews for fighting sexual predators. "I haven't seen in my 12 years of working on these kinds of issues a company jump through as many hoops and respond as quickly and diligently as MySpace," said Donna Rice Hughes, president of Enough Is Enough, an Internet safety organization.
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/05/15/technology/15myspace....h&emc=th&oref=slogin
So, Anna, under-20s writing to you for sex could be some FBI agents trawling...
Wouldn't suprise me. I have not the time nor the inclination to reply to anyone THAT young anyway.
Dont know if you've been following this case (Remy Ma) but the comments on her page are RIVETING
http://www.myspace.com/remyma
http://www.myspace.com/remyma
OMG Chi, I just spit coffee when I went to herspace. Before you even get to the comments when you are scrolling down you pass a box that says "To book Remy Ma for your next party, concert, wedding, or other event..."
WEDDING!?!?! She shot her friend!
WEDDING!?!?! She shot her friend!
She shot her and THEN went through her purse!!!
Bitch di n't call no am-ba-lance or nuttin'
Shytttt
Dasss fuddd up!
Bitch di n't call no am-ba-lance or nuttin'
Shytttt
Dasss fuddd up!