The internet is full of dicks (hecklerspray excluded, of course). Just take a look around: there’s that kid over there, blogging about his pathetic existence; that tweeting celebrity, moaning about their insufferable riches; and what about Justin Bieber? Ergh.
The internet is a horrible cesspit of words and pictures, never more aptly demonstrated than in social hub Facebook.
It’s also appropriate then that the story behind the invention of the 21st Century’s most dominating stalker tool, The Social Network, is as full of nauseating idiots as its millions of inhabitants.
Facebook founder Mark Zuckerberg is apparently a really nice guy. Him and some of his nerdy mates have pledged to give all their stupidly vast fortunes away to noble causes either during their lifetimes or after their death.
Presumably this is so we all forget all the data and privacy problems Facebookhas been plagued with recently, plus the way Zuckerberg was portrayed as the world’s biggest bell-end in David Fincher’s film, The Social Network.
Bill Gates, the lord of the geeks and former one man bank came up with the scheme to get the obscenely wealthy to say they’ll give their billions away at some point down the line to benefit the less fortunate, with his wife Melinda and some fella named Warren Buffett (who we’re reliably informed is some sort of investment banker, you know, like Chris Bates from the Apprentice). Read More >>>
Professional movie director and sometime whore David Fincher has given humanity the gifts of Seven, Fight Club and keeping Jodie Foster locked in room for a long time.
Now with the launch of the new iPhone, his latest gift is a sharp new advert for the product that needs no advertising. Yes Fincher has directed himself a new iPhone advert – the product everybody has because it’s the best thing to ever happen to Earth, the universe and everything in it! – That’ll make the heartbreak of losing out on the Oscar less bitter Fincher.
The internet is full of dicks (hecklerspray excluded, of course). Just take a look around: there’s that kid over there, blogging about his pathetic existence; that tweeting celebrity, moaning about their insufferable riches; and what about Justin Bieber? Ergh.
Professional movie director and sometime whore David Fincher has given humanity the gifts of Seven, Fight Club and keeping Jodie Foster locked in room for a long time. 
