As I write this, I am running out of scotch. A decently tasting 12-year-old single malt, being poured delicately into a petite lowball glass with a single ice cube. I maybe have two glasses left. I prefer my alcohol straight, or maybe on a few ice cubes, for a simple reason: I like to taste it. I somehow enjoy the experience of new distressing alcohol-tastes. There is a certain goodness to the specific horrors of straight alcohol. Some refer to a quality bourbon drank straight as “battery acid”, but I see it as a worthwhile pain. A deliberate, constructed choice is a good one. This is not to say that drinking is a good choice; I am merely examining what drinking “responsibly” means to me.
The 21st Century Distrust of Women
6/23/10 by Cyle Gage
The 21st century single man is confident, independent, and assured of his success by himself and his peers, but his sensitivity and vulnerability becomes apparent when any woman shows interest in him romantically. Note the following: the man, by default, is not concerned with sex. The life of the contemporary playboy is not one of tail-chasing and conquering, but of regrettable misunderstandings and the importance of trivial physical contact. It is the woman who sexualizes the conversation in a practical fashion; it is the male who sexualizes abstractly. The woman has been socially conditioned to know whether to have sex with a man within the first few minutes of speaking, while the male’s perspective falls back on the ideas of “getting lucky” and “playing his cards right”. Every male action is inherently a risk-assessment; every female motion is perceived by the male as intentional.
What’s Wrong: the internet 15 years later
3/2/10 by Cyle Gage
So this guy in 1995 wrote about why the internet will suck. This article was reprinted and reblogged and is going around the web right now and a lot of assholes are feeling pretty smug about “how wrong this guy was” and how the internet is actually quite awesome now. Hold the fuck on for a second, and read the article, and think about it. This guy definitely was not wrong on most of his ideas, and no one should feel good about that. The internet does still suck in pretty much all the ways he describes.
The author immediately refers to the internet (the 1995 internet, mind you) as “trendy and oversold”. It still fucking is. Trendy? See: Twitter. Oversold? See: Google. A lot of what he says the futurists predicted have not happened presently, and what small steps we made (like internet video conferencing and Second Life) are relegated only to either academics (whose careers rely on them) or the most cutting-edge corporations (who don’t mind dumping money on trendy things to appeal to their employees).
God in the 21st Century
2/28/10 by Cyle Gage
The correspondences between humans and machines has grown obsequiously colloquial. I have often found myself vexed between two similar lenses: the machine asking questions, and the machine as a facilitator of questions. Both situations are troubling, as they increase the negligence of human social utility. I have happened upon myself not yearning for the nuance of human touch, but for an atemporal connection through social media. In the current era, when travel is extensive and our time together short, I can easily gauge why this has become our modus operandi. No longer are we content within walled cities or enclosed habitats: we find ourselves drifting interwork. Time and space have given way to a voidless, infinite creationist unreality. Our transit has forced every association to become zero-indexed and casual. The misunderstandings of youth once gave way to the forced sociality of adulthood. But now we are all trapped in the stasis of networked sleeplessness, beguiled into an aloof selfless digitization of normalcy and causality.
What’s Wrong: Empire State of Fuck
2/11/10 by Cyle Gage
I don’t really know what’s wrong with the world today, but here’s a place to start:
Ugh. I’ve listened to this song a couple times since it came out and I’ve largely avoided it because it makes me very depressed. I didn’t really know why, I just felt a pain in my gut when I heard those lyrics and that pseudo-R&B beat and poor old Alicia Keys’ voice. Unfortunately, I’ll analyze this a bit.
education: encyclopedia dramatica
2/7/10 by Cyle Gage
[education is a weekly (or once in awhile) post about one or two worthwhile links. sites you should visit, see, hear, just generally experience and appreciate and learn from. I'll write a brief "WHY SHOULD YOU CARE?" along with each one. think about it. analyze it. do you like it? do you not? I want to educate you; as in the latin verb educo, to lead forth, as in I'm leading you away from my site. Hahaha.]
ED is important. It’s a living, breathing Traité de bave et d’éternité. Forget MTV, forget the New Yorker, forget CBGB, forget California, ED is the real culture purveyor of our time. It is an irrational order to the chaos of the internet, without giving in to cheap gimmicks like sites that just post memes or try to capture the moment. ED utilizes the chaos: absorbs it, interprets it, uses it to define itself. ED perpetuates itself without shame.
Put simply, Encyclopedia Dramatica is Wikipedia for trolls. It also focuses primarily on internet culture. It is written in the language of that culture: hateful, rude, awful, distasteful, and unforgiving humor. ED embraces the notion that the internet is not a good place and that’s okay. We prefer it to be a bad place. A celebration in decadence and irresponsibility. A rabbit hole unfit for Disney movies. A malevolent, unapologetic place mired with endless catacombs of self-referential nonsense. A dark foreboding forest to which there is no escape. I could go on with these metaphors, but I’ll try to hold back.
What’s Wrong #921: A Capella Metal
2/1/10 by Cyle Gage
I don’t think I need to say anything more. I think the “breakdown” at 2:50 especially exemplifies what’s wrong here.
Special thanks to Zach Maxell for bringing this to my attention. I was going to write a long-winded rant about this, akin to the crabcore article, but I don’t want to waste any more words on this right now.
On Hate
1/25/10 by Cyle Gage
Recently I’ve been getting questions/comments like “why do you hate everything?” and “nobody likes you because you hate everything”. It’s easy for people to ask this and it’s also hard to disagree with their reasoning: I write a blog about hating things. It makes sense, superficially, to assume that I hate everything. I tear things down much faster than I praise them. I don’t usually like to write about things just because they’re awesome (unless they’re awesome because they bring the hate). It’s fairly logical to assume that, in general, I hate things, and that I’m a fairly negative person because of it.
However, I’m not writing this blog because I hate things, and I’m generally a lot more positive than my nonfiction would make it seem. I like the illusion that I hate everything, because hate can be provocative in a very basic sense. It weeds people out; those who can handle it, and those who cannot. If you can’t handle a little hate and provocative thinking in your life, there’s something wrong. I write these entries because I enjoy analyzing culture, thinking critically, and expanding on those thoughts through writing. (People have said that I like listening to myself talk: I don’t. However, I do like reading my own writing. I’m re-reading this sentence right now, and I’m pretty happy with myself. Does that make me an asshole? Probably.) This writing stems from desire, from enjoying things, from wanting to know more and to express myself. I come upon a topic and I do some research and I read a lot and I think a bit and then I write. Hate is just the easily-accessible platform these ideas orbit: it’s the lowest common denominator.
Uncharted 2 as Step Two
1/18/10 by Cyle Gage
So yeah this is late to the game, haha, but it’s something I’ve been meaning to write down because I haven’t seen it definitively written by anyone yet. Over the last three weeks Uncharted 2 has been coveted as Game of the Year 2009 by various blargs and maga-zines, and at first I staunchly rejected that notion. Uncharted 2 was pretty, its characters funny, its plot well worked out but nothing terrific (in fact, wait a minute…). The reason so many reviewers have been elevating it to GAME OF THE YEAR has overwhelmingly been the idea that it’s “the most cinematic game ever”, moreso than even Metal Gear Solid 4 or Modern Warfare 2.
Hold on a minute: we’re basing a game’s strength on it being like a movie? This seems rather backwards, as games are inherently and obviously not movies. As I’ve written about before in relation to my own attempt at making a game, movies are about an experience or a collection of experiences. A game is about the intention for experience, the building and happening of experience. Very generally speaking, a movie is passive. It happens. A movie is, literally, time moving forward from a start to a finish. Arguably, a game is as well, but you do a bit more than press play and sit back and enjoy. It’s that literal active involvement which separates the two. You (the player) are the one moving through the story through the actions/eyes of a character. It’s not a camera, it’s an actual perspective.
education: vvork
1/14/10 by Cyle Gage
[education is a weekly (or once in awhile) post about one or two worthwhile links. sites you should visit, see, hear, just generally experience and appreciate and learn from. I'll write a brief "WHY SHOULD YOU CARE?" along with each one. think about it. analyze it. do you like it? do you not? I want to educate you; as in the latin verb educo, to lead forth, as in I'm leading you away from my site. Hahaha.]
This week is a short one because there’s not a lot to say, which I like about this site. vvork is a site that showcases contemporary art, whether it’s digital, sculptural, painting, performance, or goddamn anything really. And honestly, upon first glance, it really seems like anything. A lot of people complain about the banality and self-absorbed loftiness of contemporary art (as I kind of did in my last blog post), but at least these guys at vvork are giving it a very simple, non-judgmental platform. Simply a list of pictures/videos, a citation, and hopefully a link. The structure gives way to the content, and that’s something I value a lot in good web design. There is no clutter to the presentation, no social media, no declarations of intent or sophistication, unlike a lot of regally-proclaimed “art blogs”. The selected pieces are wide-ranging and rather arduous: but that’s a good thing. I don’t want a site that gives me art on a platter with fine cheeses, explaining why it’s important in some bullshit self-gratifying language.
However, that having been said, at the same time I wish there was more besides just the art. Perhaps a few words from the artist, maybe something that’s not even relevant to the piece. This is usually why I don’t like aggregators: they’re just reblogs, only contributing to the google pagerank of the original source. The option to just leave comments does not suffice for me. (You can easily see on digg or reddit why commenting is not “more” in the way I’m speaking.) I mean I want discussion, observation, influencing pieces, and honesty from the artist. One of the things that a hilarious art historian/curator friend taught me is that good art looks interesting and provokes thought, but great art is able to have a mission independent of even the artist, something that speaks, and can be linked to art of the past. One of the questions you should always ask an artist is “what were you reading/watching/looking at when you made this?”
If I had the time, I’d build a site much like vvork, but one that allows the piece to be displayed on its own or with the artist’s mission and influence-web. It would be featherbrained and damning in our age of selfish originality to make a website that allows the artist to chart their influence, the hypertextualized supplement to their art that literally links along back to its influences. I must admit, it’s a terrible idea that I hate writing down, but I want to build it merely for how undignified it would be, and to see if anybody would actually use it.
REVIEW, LOL: The Dumbest Generation
1/13/10 by Cyle Gage
If you are under 30, stop skimming this and go read it. The book is called The Dumbest Generation: How the Digital Age Stupefies Young Americans and Jeopardizes Our Future, or, Don’t Trust Anyone Under 30, by Mark Bauerlein. I like the title just because of how annoyingly long it is; you know everyone stops reading it once they’ve read the first three words. Also, the title of this blog post is funny.
If you’re still reading this, then I guess I’ll explain why you should stop right now and go buy that book. Firstly, I’m going to say that it was an extremely validating book, because it eloquently examines, with scientific backing, the same material that I myself focus on in my nonfiction writing (see: this blog). Basically, this blog is a lot like the book, but with almost nothing listed to back it up besides my own ego, and is much less hateful than my rants. However, about halfway through (starting with a chapter called “Online Learning and Non-Learning”) Mark suddenly gets a lot more biting with his remarks, much more flippant with his tone. I like that a lot. It excited me. Before this, you spend over a hundred pages going over statistics on literacy and intelligence aptitude testing scores and how they have changed over the last half-century. While this is interesting, and it certainly lays a foundation of scientific and statistical inquiry, it gets kind of dry. But dear reader, persevere through it, because once you get to the asshole side of Mark, there’s no end to the roller-coaster of awesome.
The latter half of the book is full of amazing quotes and themes, of which I’m not going to cover all here, but I’ll go over my favorites. (Oh god there’s so much text below this, I’m sure all of you people under 30 are going to have heart problems, but please try and wade through it. This information is vital.)
disagree? please disagree
1/11/10 by Cyle Gage
please disagree with me. comment on something, or (for more blatant, desired hate) send emails to hate (at) fuckadvocacy.com
i’ve already had a few requests/questions/suggestions/hates flow my way. feeding the trolls is always advisable.
Short but Sweet: Fuck American Grammar
1/8/10 by Cyle Gage
American english does it all wrong. When using quotes, don’t let the punctuation invade the quotation. Like this:
He said “hello”. Or, their names were “Jean-Luc Picard”, “William Riker”, and “Data”.
See how the periods and commas are outside the quotation marks? That’s because it makes goddamn logical sense to do that. You shouldn’t write punctuation inside a quotation unless it belongs there. Think about it for a second.
This is okay: he asked me “why is The Next Generation the best Star Trek series?” That makes sense, the question mark being in there, because it’s a part of the quotation and also completes the sentence as a whole. Nevermind the assholes who try to tell you it’s always best to put the end-punctuation inside the quotes, because sometimes it doesn’t make logical syntactic sense to do it.
This was a strange rant, but writers should appreciate it. British writers already follow this rule, because they grew up in a better country, and probably write a lot more than Americans.
education: discharges
1/5/10 by Cyle Gage
[education is a weekly (or once in awhile) post about one or two worthwhile links. sites you should visit, see, hear, just generally experience and appreciate and learn from. I'll write a brief "WHY SHOULD YOU CARE?" along with each one. think about it. analyze it. do you like it? do you not? I want to educate you; as in the latin verb educo, to lead forth, as in I'm leading you away from my site. Hahaha.]
I should probably put a warning before this one, even though you may have already clicked the link over on the right. discharges is a bit not safe for work, or home, or anywhere. It’s loud and gross and unforgiving, which is why it’s amazing. For someone who’s never seen it before, you might immediately be reminded of YTMND. At least you’re seeing the trend in internet culture/art. But discharges showed up around the same time YTMND was starting, and is generally considered “YTMND, but good”. The two sites follow the same path, but take different approaches.
What’s Wrong, And How To Do It Right: Party & Bullshit (In the USA)
1/5/10 by Cyle Gage
Listen to the motherfucking awesome song. Party & Bullshit (In the USA) (Notorious B.I.G. vs Miley Cyrus) For those fools who are unfamiliar, this is from Best of Bootie 2009, an annual album comprised entirely of amazing bootleg mashups. Why is it especially awesome? Because through their music, they transform culture. Really, they take normally earsplitting mainstream shit, smash it together like they do in the goddamn LHC, and transmute it into danceable, art-worthy brilliance.
But I’m singling out “Party & Bullshit (In the USA)” for a reason. The reason is simple and fairly obvious, but I want to explain it for those who don’t pick up on it immediately. This song is taking something that’s doing it wrong and making it right. I like to complain about what’s wrong, but some things deserve a break to be commended. Especially if it’s transformative. So what’s wrong? Miley Fucking Cyrus, that’s what. Honestly, I had never listened (or known that I was listening) to a Miley Cyrus song before this one, mostly because I figured she’d sound just like those other girls. I was wrong. She’s worse.
REVIEW, LOL: The Tao of Wu
1/2/10 by Cyle Gage
So I just finished reading The Tao of Wu by the RZA. It’s a pretty incredible book, if you read it with a bit of detachment. The book appears to be a memoir of the RZA’s life, primarily focused around his role as the leader of the Wu-Tang Clan. (If you don’t listen to Wu-Tang, you’ve got a piece of your life missing. Go listen to 36 Chambers and then come back to this.) However, the book flows in-and-out between life-stories and RZA’s views on life, the universe, wisdom, and everything. Really, he goes from describing the balance of the universe to dodging bullets in Manhattan projects to reminiscing about how old-school kung fu movies changed his life. There are a great deal of references and anecdotes relating directly to different religions, and the RZA is a staunch numerologist, which is why I opened this review saying you should read it with a bit of detachment. I almost don’t think that warning is necessary, since one of the main themes he touches upon is the universality of religion and how unconventionally spiritual he is, but it may get confusing for someone reading it quickly. Honestly, this is a book that deserves patience and study to really understand what the RZA is saying, which is what I had to do after speeding through the first couple chapters. I had to stop and go back to fully understand how he connects things, but once you see it, it’s obvious and yet very deep.
The stories about his life in relation to the Wu-Tang Clan are frank and revealing, and I found every tale extremely interesting. There are a lot of passages — mini-chapters as they are in the book — that are amazing nuggets of knowledge more people should stop and pay attention to and apply to their own lives. The RZA brings a much-needed critical eye to hip-hop and its mission, as opposed to what is proliferated in the mainstream. Ultimately, the book is about peace, and being at peace with one’s self in one’s own universe. Knowledge, understanding, happiness, even through strife and despair. I want to give it to my parents to read, but as RZA states in the book, his message is for the current generation more than any other.
This is required reading and will be on the final.
Education/Network Generation
1/2/10 by Cyle Gage
If you’re in college seeking a life contained within a “creative” field, you’re not supposed to be learning how to do things: you’re supposed to be learning how things were done. Eventually you should learn how things are currently being done. Not how to do them. Yes, your professor should tell you what words mean, what these forms are, what film is, what composition is, they tell you the way things are done. How Kubrick held a camera. How Picasso held a paintbrush. These are the things you should learn. And then your teacher should tell you to go and do them, follow them as rules and guidelines. Eventually they should tell you to break those rules. Here’s how this was done, this famous painting or short film or something, now go do it yourself how you want to do it. There is no right or wrong, no marketing or consumers or audience, just expression. That’s the way it should be, but it’s not the way it is. Kids these days want to Google it and find an answer if the answer isn’t fed to them beforehand. They think the way Kubrick or Picasso did it is the way it should be done. It’s not.
Multiplayer Sucks
12/31/09 by Cyle Gage
Let’s forget for a moment that games are supposed to be fun. Fuck that. I’m going to argue on the basis that contemporary games are striving for one thing: respect as a medium, like film or poetry. Modern video games should want to be experiences, they should want to be more than just button-mashing. Hell, most contemporary games cost three times as much as a movie, contain ten times more content, and cost more people and more time to make. I’d be willing to contend that there is an even bigger independent side of video games than there is to the film industry, since making games is easier and more accessible now than making independent movies. Anybody can get ahold of a copy of Flash or Processing and make a game in a few days if they want to. A lot of people do (and there are a lot of shitty flash games because of it).
But there’s something killing games more than all the shitty flash games combined, and that’s multiplayer. Not multiplayer as a general concept, no, but rather the way multiplayer is driving the creation and marketing of games. Today, the best-selling and most far-reaching games are multiplayer-focused. Modern Warfare 2. The Halo trilogy. World of Warcraft. This is what’s killing the future of games, and it’s the same mistake movies made so long ago, an error that I hoped video games would learn from. But greedy people are everywhere, and video games turned big and corporate very quickly. The formula is simple, and we can painfully see it all the time at the box office: make a movie that has a highly marketable and simple plot and then make sequels. Video games are falling into the same formula.
People have praised games like Modern Warfare 2 and movies like The Dark Knight because while they were big-budget highly-marketable titles which made lots of money, they took risks or were generally unconventional. Immediately what springs to mind are the whole ideas of a superhero movie being successful and the now-infamous terrorist mission. Critics love this shit. They say these films and games deserve to make all the money, because they’re close to art. I fail to see what makes the MW2 civilian slaughter mission anything close to art. I read a similar critical review on Destructoid or something, but I’ll reiterate the point again, and with a broader focus: the whole point of video games and what sets it apart is the interactivity of it. I, as a player, have the power of choice. I control a character. But nowhere in the process of killing civilians in an airport can I choose to do anything else. There is no interactive narrative, just a linear sequence of events. However, most people ignore this and just go online to play the multiplayer.
Tumblr Rules, or Be Random, i.e. Castle Nail Fuck
12/29/09 by Cyle Gage
A little while ago I wrote about how much Twitter sucks, and someone asked me what the solution to it is. My response: tumblr. Tumblr is for winners. Twitter is for losers. This argument goes in a couple directions: firstly, what tumblr is and why it’s awesome. Second, why being random is the way to be. Third, why reference is dead (or, why hypertextuality is dead; or, stop reblogging). I stumbled onto tumblr about a year ago and quickly dismissed it as just another shitty microblogging platform. I signed up earlier this year with the intention of posting tons of random thoughts, but I quickly gave that up because I felt like rolling my own solution. My own solution worked, but I didn’t have the time to dump things on it all the time, and it was too focused. I realized the beauty of tumblr and how it was different and better than twitter. People say twitter is simple, but I very much disagree, especially while tumblr exists. Twitter, as I wrote about earlier, is all about self-importance and meaningless autofelatio. Tumblr is primarily about nothing in particular. It doesn’t say “what are you doing right now?” or “post something about yourself,” it just says POST SOMETHING. It even gives you an array of options beyond just text, and it doesn’t really constrain you. This mentality offers creativity as a foundation, which has lead to tons of awesome tumblogs. (I follow This Isn’t Happiness constantly.) My brother-in-arms Sam and I decided one night that it would be funny to start our own tumblog of random shit, which is what we did. (I offer it as a link to the right not because I believe it belongs among the time-honored sages like /b/ and ytmnd, but merely because it’s an alternate source of information besides this blog.)
The basic formula for our blog was simple, and leads to the two things I said I’d dive into: be random and don’t reference (if you can help it).
What’s Wrong, #2029: Crabcore
12/29/09 by Cyle Gage
[What's Wrong is gonna be my goddamn every-once-in-awhile examination of the obvious.]
Yeah so this is old, but it’s still funny and it’s still wrong. Crabcore. If you don’t have an IV pumping internet into your veins at all times like I do, you might not have heard of this. You are fortunate. Let me bring you down to my level, briefly.
“Crabcore” is a subsubsubgenre of hardcore (is that even a genre? Ugh, another post for another day) which involves adolescent males with very black hair and a complete lack of style pumping on easy chords and strumming like a crab. Exhibit A:
education: mfisn.com
12/26/09 by Cyle Gage
[education is a weekly (or once in awhile) post about one or two worthwhile links. sites you should visit, see, hear, just generally experience and appreciate and learn from. I'll write a brief "WHY SHOULD YOU CARE?" along with each one. think about it. analyze it. do you like it? do you not? I want to educate you; as in the latin verb educo, to lead forth, as in I'm leading you away from my site. Hahaha.]
mfisn.com is one of the few good sites left that defies all of the bullshit web 2.0 nonsense that has appeared over the last few years. Phrases like social network and user democracy and such are firmly rejected. mfisn (or, MotherFucker I Said No) is pretty goddamn simple: it’s a link-pasting community. Anyone can post a link that they find worth posting. The public and first-level posters need to have their links approved by moderators before they show up, but second-level and higher posters can just paste and it’s on the list. The beauty of mfisn, and what we can learn the most from it, is its simplicity.
How to read this, and how to fail at reading this
12/21/09 by Cyle Gage
Even when I told people about the idea for this site, people immediately cringed and said: “dude, that’s bitchy.”
Well yeah, it is. That’s part of the point of fuck advocacy. I’m readily accepting of it. Read the goddamn about page. This is a site for haters, for trolls, for critics, for pessimists, and for non-believers. The content here is going to cater towards the people who agree with me that the world sucks and our generation sucks. That’s fine, but it’s not the real point. Sorry haters, but you’re not really my audience, though I welcome your hating alongside mine.
More importantly, and here’s where the “how to read this” comes in, this blog is meant for people who are interested in hearing an alternate viewpoint that maybe provokes an idea. I hope people come to this site, are interested enough to read a paragraph or two, and think about these things – regardless of whether you think it’s wrong or not – and maybe even respond (after thinking). The wonderful thing about the internet (that’s also going to kill it) is the democratization of opinion. We can all have a goddamn website to say whatever we want. So if you don’t like it, get the fuck off mine.
Which leads me to how not to read these articles. If I get one goddamn comment – and I KNOW I WILL – that just says “dude you suck you can’t even make art” or “x y z band you’re trashing is actually really awesome” or “twitter rules! you just don’t get it!” then I’m only going to be amused by my successful trolling. This blog is obvious trolling – and obvious troll is obvious – which is the real point here. You fail at reading this if you just think I’m being an asshole. Yes, I’m being an asshole, but that’s the whole point. If you don’t get that, then please forget you ever came here and go enjoy your BA in Film and your lifetime doing shit work in LA while your soul escapes into the next lifetime without you, leaving only a hollow shell of a human holding a boom on the set of The Closer or some shit show on TNT or ABC or whatever. If you got a laugh out of that long insult, then please stick around.
Also: if you get offended by vulgarity, obscenity, and/or profanity, please leave now. I’ve already upset you.
Twitter Sucks, or Stay Secluded More
12/21/09 by Cyle Gage
[Ugh. A long rant in the ongoing crusade I have against Twitter and its bastardization of the self and humanity. Yeah, my rants get that big. I originally wrote this for my personal blog but I'm going to repost/update it here.]
Anyone who says they use Twitter to actually keep up with friends is lying. Twitter is used for one of two things: painfully dark, existential entertainment or shameless self-interest. I can’t say that it’s entirely useless – there are some rather hilarious uses of it, but they could just as easily be exhibited elsewhere, which is to say that the creativity does not depend upon Twitter. In fact, the very nature of Twitter helps to negate the possibility of creativity through it: the premise is a continuous stream of status updates provided by the user. It’s a painfully simple premise that is very simply executed. There are those who would argue that its simplicity is what generates creative uses of it, but spending a few minutes reading the crap that is generated through it in real-time proves otherwise.
