Embarrassed Throat-Clearing; or, This Isn’t How I Mean To Come Across
I installed one of those free site-statistic programs that tells me how many people trouble to visit my blog each day. (The results were pretty humbling. If you’re reading this, thanks and I love you.) The program also shows the words which bring someone here because they found me on Google or another search engine — for example, a couple of days ago someone came here after searching “feral genius.” (Don’t worry about your privacy. I can’t see IP addresses or where people are from.) Another person came here after searching for some words I’d used in a post about Ayn Rand, Objectivism and sex.
Why do I mention this? No reason in particular. But here’s a totally unrelated question I never even thought to ask before I learned its answer today: whose blog is the very first listing you'll see if you go to Google and type in the search terms agonize paranoid destruction living a lie?
Oh my.
Why do I mention this? No reason in particular. But here’s a totally unrelated question I never even thought to ask before I learned its answer today: whose blog is the very first listing you'll see if you go to Google and type in the search terms agonize paranoid destruction living a lie?
Oh my.
posted by Jennifer Abel at 1:36 PM
9 Comments:
Even more disturbing is the fact that almost that whole google page is blogs, except for the heart transplant support group.
You can't see IP or location? You should check out Sitemeter. It's free and it'll give you all that info...
Google for "professor office sex" and you'll be directed to a blog written by a friend of a friend.
We need to have a contest: who can come up with the strangest search terms that will intentionally lead to Raving of a Feral Genius?
My entry will be, "CIA goon drilling torture".
I'm really wondering what went through the head of the unfortunate soul who did a search for "agonize paranoid destruction living a lie." I know the guy used Google German, though his search terms were English.
If you're reading this, Herr Searcher--Hi! Welcome! I hope what you read here made you feel better.
Sometimes the internet is profoundly disturbing. And at those moments you have to decide whether to laugh it off or sob heartily.
"(The results were pretty humbling. If you’re reading this, thanks and I love you.)"
Ah! It's been so long since a woman told me she loved me - many years, in fact. Sure feels good. I doubt that you meant it anymore than the last one did, but thank-you just the same. :-)
Now you're the top 2 listings for that search.
Damn. Kinda cheapens it.
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