Thursday, February 17, 2011

D'ya know what I hate?

I hate Netflix.

I didn't used to hate Netflix. Netflix used to be cool. When Claire lived here, she was always getting DVDs in the mail from Netflix. Anybody who sends you DVDs in the mail has got to be cool. So yeah, my attitude was all like, Netflix: What's not to like?

But now I hate Netflix.

Back in the foggy mists of time, it became possible to connect an IBM 286 via a phone line to a cast-pewter contraption called a "modem." Perhaps you've seen one in a museum somewhere; fascinating stuff. Anyway, everybody wanted to do this because there was this wonderful, magical place called the "world wide web" which contained a mystical element called "porn." Naturally I just had to try this.

Y'know, I don't think I ever actually got to look at one nekkid lady. But I did get 6,742 simultaneously open windows, all containing ads for other porn sites, which opened to nothing but new multiple advertisements. I never did figure out why anyone would reward this obnoxious marketing strategy with actual money, but there's much about marketing I don't know.

Anyway, what got me to thinking about that shameful episode in my life was this:

...which seems to just blat itself onto my screen, every other time I go to an otherwise perfectly legit commercial site - which doesn't even show dirty pictures.

I really hate that. And they don't even send me DVDs afterward.


MamaLiberty said...

I hate them too. The worst part is that, so far, I've not found an ad or popup blocker that will prevent it!! AGGGG

Anonymous said...


Works wonders.
I even have to actually ask it to let some pages open because they are so overloaded with automatic-run-scripts.

I will never do without it or something like it again. Ever.