September 01, 2015

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Well, even if “€œone in four American married men were on Ashley Madison,”€ the number of female members looking for a fling was, er, much lower. A writer at Gizmodo

dove into the e-mail and ISP addresses of the 5.5 million supposed females. There she discovered that the vast majority of those looked as bot-created as the Alfa Romeo that your sister bought after making $9,000 in a month working part-time on her computer at home. Others seemed to be easily traceable right back to Ashley Madison itself…. They were static profiles full of dead data, whose sole purpose was to make men think that millions of women were active on Ashley Madison.

The site’s gender demographics were worse than China’s.

Ashley Madison was, it seems, less a dating site, or an occasion of grave mortal sin, than a role-playing game, except the players were the ones being played.

Meet 21st Century Man: He can”€™t even manage adultery, let alone suicide.

No, whereas countless premodern folks somehow snuffed themselves without a sherpa, this generation demands assisted suicide, dammit, and probably at my expense.

Which reminds me: Also this week? You can pick up Jack Kevorkian’s “€œdeath van”€”€”that is, the freelance euthanasiaist’s “€œmobile clinic”€”€”at a Detroit (where else?) pawnshop.

It’s going for $40,000, but as the local news reporter asks, bumblingly, “€œHow do you put a value on something that has such a cultural significance as assisted suicide?”

Me, I think it’s funny the van’s a Volkswagen, but your mileage may vary.

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