This year I am the winner of the Time Magazine Person of the Year. Well, all right, I have to share this honor with millions and billions other people who use or create contents on the World Wide Web. I’d be interested to be a fly on the wall of the meetings they had for this.
“No, Rich, we already gave the computer the honor once in 1982.”
“Hey, we have a new Pope. How about the Pope?”
“No.” Everyone in unison.
“Why not? Don’t tell me you’re thinking about Mahmoud Ahmadinejad.”
“How about American men? We had the precedence of naming the American women before…”
“What have the American men done lately…”
“Don’t go there…”
“All right, how about this? Let’s give the honor to anyone who’s creating or using contents on the internet. Men…women…fifteen-year-old kids struggling with zits…”
“Even porn site creators and people who visit those sites?”
“Shut up, will you?”
“Sounds good to me.”
“I’ll send the recommendation to the senior execs this afternoon.”