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I remember when I first got on the internet and free, anonymous internet chat rooms were abound. Now, that era seems to have gone. Sure, you've got your omegle, you've got your chatroulette, but even these bastions of ill-conceived connectivity with the unknown have become sanitised, if not to the point of dicklessness, at least to the point of soullessness.
It doesn't even have to be about the webcams! Yes, of course, we all hope for a cheeky cybershag somewhere down the line. Yes, we hope for a bit of improptu bespoke 'romantic thriller'. It doesn't have to begin that way, though. Where's the extended text-only interrogation? Where's the careful avoidance of the term, "a/s/l"? I mean, you don't want to be too forward about it, you want to come across as more than five sausage-like appendages greasily moving back and forth across a sixth.
Okay, sure, it was perceived as something of an avenue for paedos. Haven't we moved on from that, though? Correct me if I'm wrong, but the vast majority of people who were twelve in the early noughties are, by now, raising children themselves. Oughtn't they be savvy to the techniques of yesteryear, oughtn't they have forbade their spawn to stay up to the wee small hours, staring blank white rectangle resplendent with ASCII? Heaven forbid, might they have learnt to make their presence superior to the aformentioned embrace of the VDU?
I miss chat rooms. Fuck it, I've aged thirteen years and, as much as enjoy the tête-à-tête avec les britfa.gs, I miss the one-to-one mystery that could erupt from entering a nickname, entering a private chat, and then swapping emails, no signing in, no logging on, no permanent record of details required.
I wouldn't mind so much, but what are the alternatives? Go t' pub? They're all fucking closed down! Is it so wrong to want to sit down, get pissed, and have a random banter with a complete stranger?