Google + Facebook = ?

After initially promising numbers, Google + has failed to live up to its own Facebook-killer hype. After I noticed a pattern and sent some emails, one of the head engineers of the research and development team spoke to solo1y.tumblr under the condition of anonymity.

“I think people would be surprised if they knew where most of the money was coming from,” claims the obviously Jewish 20-something. “I was surprised too. Our main investor was a company I’d never heard of before, and when I got a friend of mine at the IRS to backtrace it, it turned out that 51% of its shares were owned by a Mark Elliot Zuckerberg.”

Some argue the sole function of Google + was to take those away from Facebook those users who were constantly whining about privacy and security, and otherwise generally ruining it for everyone else, thus making the revenue stream more aerodynamic. There’s no doubt that given the recent IPO, the big winner in the entire Google + debacle is Mark Zuckerberg.

Conspiracy theories aside, the monumental fail of Google Plus has re-energised Facebook, which, as it did with myspace and many other social network sites, ripped everything useful from their interface and incorporated into Facebook, later forcing all users to adopt the changes, followed by a series of weak apologies from Mark Zuckerberg.

Facebook launches its IPO in February, which is expected to raise at least ten billion dollars in cash (about ten times what the Google IPO raised) for Mr. Mark Zuckerberg.

My (dead) aunt Theresa, whom they called “Teedy”, my father Brian, and my aunt Mary, who lives in Australia. This photo was taken for Teedy and Brian’s confirmation, which puts it at 1945.
Not in the photo is Rita (who died as a baby), Barry (who died when he was two years old, and after whom I am named) and my aunt Angela, who lives 20 miles away from my father in Ireland.

My (dead) aunt Theresa, whom they called “Teedy”, my father Brian, and my aunt Mary, who lives in Australia. This photo was taken for Teedy and Brian’s confirmation, which puts it at 1945.

Not in the photo is Rita (who died as a baby), Barry (who died when he was two years old, and after whom I am named) and my aunt Angela, who lives 20 miles away from my father in Ireland.

I put this ad on craigslist. I was deadly serious too. I will totally bust anyone’s ghosts. I’ve done it before, and I have no reason to suspect that I can’t do it again.

Yes, I know there are no such things as ghosts, but people who are being haunted don’t respond to that logic.

I put this ad on craigslist. I was deadly serious too. I will totally bust anyone’s ghosts. I’ve done it before, and I have no reason to suspect that I can’t do it again.

Yes, I know there are no such things as ghosts, but people who are being haunted don’t respond to that logic.

Where do you like to hang out with friends?

I try to keep that sort of thing to a minimum.

Any questions?