YouTube: by far the most popular video destination on the interwebs. On the ‘Tube, you can watch everything from videos of people making drunken asses of themselves, to video game walkthroughs, political debates, music videos, reality TV, movies, and, as often as anything else, you can watch people share their opinions with the world.
What’s the significance? I don’t know. I don’t have any facts, figures or witty anecdotes to share about the video streaming mega-giant hitting the one billion viewers per month mark. Fact is, I don’t really care. Fact is, I was sitting here, trying to work out something to write about after a fairly serious motorcycle accident this morning and this is the only subject that didn’t make me want to chew broken glass. …and I really want to chew broken glass anyway because my right pinky is broken all to hell so it’s not only taking me forever to type this but it also hurts like all get-out.
Why don’t I care? Simple. YouTube, and its parent company, Google, are the man. They want to act like they’re not the man, but they’re the man. YouTube has done shit, like dinging us every time we post a video from a publisher, even when we have full permission from the publisher to post it. Google? Same thing, like when they dinged us because we got hit with a DDoS attack. YouTube also took a huge dump on my favorite classical pianist, which pissed me off.
So, yeah, they hit a billion monthly viewers. Whoopee. Maybe they’ll stop sending us nastygrams every time we post a new game trailer.
Ok, forgive me. I needed a good laugh. It’s been a rough day.