Personal space.

Here’s something I don’t understand: How can MySpace.com be one of the most blocked sites at companies across the country?  I hate My Space.  You can be browsing profiles, and suddenly the profile starts blasting some lame indie song from some lame indie band.  As I’m usually listening to my own music whenever I’m wasting time on the web, it’s the equivalent of someone dropping his pants and mooning me in the middle of the street.  Although I will make an exception for that girl whose profile played the new Jenny Lewis single.  You have excellent taste, Ms. Busty McJuggsalot!  If that is your real name.

Then there’s the profile pictures.  People either upload magazine scans or some hideous misfire in personal judgment in which they’re half naked and lounging on some waterbed, but there’s always some coterie of paid friends and associates who assure the individual “You’re HAWT!” “W0000...sexxxie!” “Can I tappp that?”

Many of the profiles break with the standard format and display yellow text against red backgrounds, or feature hot pink Playboy bunny wallpaper.  These profiles indicate “This profile has been edited with My Space Editor.” I have not used this tool, but isn’t an editor supposed to protect people against their worst design instincts, not encourage them?  Terri Schiavo could have coded a better program.

I understand that sites like My Space are for the young.  Teenagers.  But that’s the whole point.  Most people who work for a living are 25+.  If My Space is one of the most blocked work sites, that means it sees heavy usage among actual grown adults.  What are they doing there?  How does it benefit them?  Do these people also watch The Lizzie McGuire Movie by themselves when their kids are at school?

None of this, of course, means that you shouldn’t invite me to join your network.