Facebook quizzes for “hot and bothered” girls and “chicas”

In my previous post, I said that I prefer Facebook to MySpace. However, just like I said, there are good sides to MySpace…

…and bad sides to Facebook. Like, really bad. And I saw it coming. A couple of months ago, I sat down to read a bunch of articles on the site’s history from ’round the blogosphere and, having learned how the applications system works, my first thought was: Shit, internet advertisers, horrible typers and “modern women” stereotype are going to mess it up, it’s just the matter of time!

Of course, I was right. And this is not going to be nice. Seriously, if you can’t stand it, go to Disney and enjoy virtual preps who, among others, made the women the mediocre figures so many of them are today - the way-too-sexy cartoon girls such as Jasmine, Hercules chicks and whateverthechicksinothermovieswere. They’re cartoons. I doubt Walt Disney would’ve loved them if he was fortunate to live longer than sixty-three years. Weren’t Aurora, Cinderella and Snow White the true romantic princesses, sacrificing everything for their ideals? At least, their spirit lives through Belle, who would be my favourite; and who’s the best ever because she was an intellectual, the one who cared about her family and the one whose love was not seeing colours, forms, firm principles et cetera.

If you are not afraid of the evil Iva’s view on things, stuff and all that sh1t, do click below.

Back to Facebook. Some of the applications on there are splendid, such as (fluff) Friends, some of them are so-and-so but at the same time a nice way to show someone that you care…while the quizzes that pop up every day like rabbit cubs after a successful mating are absolutely vile. I almost cried with happiness where I found one that was actually interesting, determining which German philosopher I’m most like…because 95% of others were horrible crap.

So, I decided to SAY NO TO FACEBOOK QUIZZES. I started out by rejecting those with bad spelling on the request page. If it says lets do it, I’m not doing it. Everyone with a healthy injection of basic culture and basic knowledge of this language we’ve all embraced in the post-WWII era should know that the correct spelling is let’s, as it’s a short form of let us; right? I wrote to the developer, I got no response.

A couple of times, I gave in; as my friends insisted that I should check this or that quiz or this or that A vs. B application (I seriously don’t care if someone ranks me as cute or sexy, tame or wild or thinks I’ll marry for LOVE or MONEY…and yes, they really capitalised those two words in the application’s name!). But last night I had enough of it and I went to my applications page to delete all the crap.

Of course, one of the people leading the race is the lady who owns *whistle* (who previously owned that p0rn quiz site where 13 year olds would be getting hot at the ads of Lisa blowing Homer on the sidebar of the Are you a cyberwhore? quiz…despair for easy money, anyone?) …and one of those who can’t spell let’s as well. Not only that she still did not realise that not everyone in the world lives in USA, she still hasn’t realised that a bunch of women don’t wear bikinis but one-piece swimsuits, that some people’s options on a question about drinking is I don’t drink. What’s surprising is that on Facebook, there probably IS a way to contact her and let her know that there are feminists, straight edge and more than 200 countries in the world that aren’t USA; while on her sites it was impossible. Heh.

If nothing else, her quizzes don’t have that many spelling errors and are somewhat well-thought, while some other people’s masterpieces of the quizzyfrenzy are totally loopy and as us Serbs say, have no connections to one’s brain at all.

Let’s take a random one to see what’s it all about. I opted for Are you a blonde or a brunette?, because I have not seen myself in a mirror for years, I might have aged without knowing it and with all these suspicious foods we eat, maybe I have mutated. So, enlighten me, dear Facebook quiz, am I a brunette?

These are the questions that were waiting for me. Just look at how many options they’re giving me. According to these, I can clearly declare myself and come out as either a nympho, slut or just a simple teeenage whore (in other words, I can be a Samantha, a Carrie or Carrie in highschool when she had sex in the gym…was it so? I slept through 95% of the SatC episodes on my mom’s shoulder..).

Seriously, how degradative these quizzes can be? O_o
Here’s a comment of someone who was not happy with her result:

awww, hunnibabychica, I’m soo sawwry 4u. U r nawt a brunette lol, who wud of taught dat…

For the end, I am showing you the one with crushes. As it was shown in the previous quiz, all of us are really “hot and bothered”, pinching members of the opposite (or same) sex by butt is the hip thing, so why wouldn’t we flirt our asses off?

I don’t know if Aaron Carter’s producers will consider this to be a rip off? I mean, he sang Crush On You when he was eight years old, didn’t he? Also, I Am Always Amazed When People Write Like This. How Annoying Can It Possibly Get?

I’m considering making my own quiz. Not like my old ones, but of this particular kind. I wonder if people’d see it was a joke or not..hmmm…ideas, ideas. So many o’ them, so little time.

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