Birds chirp, tweet, keen, and caw for hours to find a mate. Frogs croak at frequencies tuned only to their species to find a partner to breed with. Alligators will rumble with such a temblor through their bodies in a calling display that the very water dances on their backs. Is it such a stretch to think that all the noise we make to demonstrate our choices and traits on the blogosphere is just the next step in the evolution of the mating call? The internet is nothing more than a forum for a digital din of boisterous pleas of why our genes should have the far-reaching impact we hope they have when launched into the internet.
Remember when pheromones did the trick, and the world was that much smaller?
Me neither.
