Antisocial networking

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I’m talking about loners, recluses, misanthropes – people who might hesitate to share intimate personak details andphotos online. Sadly, Barbrs offers no guidance. Upon reflection, I founs myself driven to help these solitary Perhaps I could find a way to bring them out of theidshells – at least thoswe who lived in shells. For the I wanted to reach out to them wherevefrthey dwelled, whether it be bunker or treehouse. I knew I couldn’t go it I would need help from like-minded the sort of people who are friendlyand kind. I could think of only one group that fit the the . With their I could lend a hand to the legione of peoplewho don’t need people.
In time, I mightf coax them into joining groups of similaersocial outcasts. That was my brainwave. It was immediatelyu followed by a sinking There was no way any parent was gointg to allow his or her Scout to flush out everg oddball onthe planet. They’df report me to the police. I was discouraged, but I soon realized that the answer to the proble m rested atmy fingertips. It was my or at least what my keyboardrepresented namely, my tactile connection to the By harnessing the power of the World Wide Web, I could reacu out and touch all those peopl who didn’t want to be But I couldn’t do it througb existing structures like social I would need to invent somethinv completely new.
I racked my I furrowed my brow. Suddenly, my lips and these were the wordsthey formed: antisocia l networks. It was so obvious, yet so I had hit on the next big thing without breakingva sweat. More importantly, I was on the road to helpingg myfellow man. I have sincee delved into research and discovered some startling My findings show that peoplewho don’ty need people, as a group, represent the kind of markett that would make most companiess drool. Consider the hermit on the mountaintop. as a general rule, there’s only one hermit per mountain. But multipl y that by the number ofmountainas worldwide. And keep in mind that not all hermits live on Some liveon hilltops.
In the Midwest, some even dwell on the top of I believe these lone soulas would be eager to join an antisocial networok to exchange ideas aboutgood books, efficient spacd heaters and durable wall-to-wall carpeting. Misanthropes couldd set up an antisocial network to swap storiews about peoplethey don’t like. But their distastw for humanity doesn’t mean they don’t like Misanthropes could represent an untapped market for luxury cars andresortf timeshares. Help for the antisocial is an idea whose time has andI won’t give up until I land some VC cash. It’ s too soon to call myself the godfather of antisocial but I know Barbra wouldbe proud.