As I promised in this entry, I’m going to write about my primary personality defect.

It’s cool to say on your blog that those online “What {insert thing here} are you?” tests are passe, but I think that some of them are still fun. One of them is the Personality Defect Test, my results for which are shown below. If you know me, you’ll probably say “Yeah, that sounds like Joey, all right”…

Braggart You are 85% Rational, 100% Extroverted, 42% Brutal, and 85% Arrogant.

You are the Braggart! Like Muhammad Ali, you would surely tell everyone that you are “The Greatest” whilst bragging incessantly about your intelligence, your skills, and your abilities. You tend to be a thinker rather than a feeler, and combined with your extroversion and arrogance, this makes you someone who probably just LOVES to brag about his accomplishments. Despite this, however, you are a very gentle, tender person and truly care about others’ feelings. You just happen to care more about yourself. Unlike Ali, of course, you are rather rational as opposed to emotional, and you are also much more gentle. But his arrogance and extroversion best reflect the most visible aspects of your personality. But his afro and his penchant for rhyming…not so much. There is not really much to dislike about you, aside from the fact that you can be incredibly annoying, and you probably never shut up about yourself. You may be one of these people who refer to themselves in the third person. If you have a nickname, it is probably one you gave to yourself, because you are too cool for the nickname others have given you–like “doofus” and “shitface”. Your personality defect, in summary, is the fact that you are extremely overconfident, extroverted, and perhaps rather lacking in emotions. YOU ARE THE GREATEST! Or so you keep telling yourself every night as you stare at yourself in the mirror and practically make out with your reflection. Maybe one day everyone else on the planet will agree with your assessment of yourself. Nah, I’m just kidding. We think you’re an arrogant dickhole. But a NICE arrogant dickhole, so no worries. To put it less negatively: 1. You are more RATIONAL than intuitive. 2. You are more EXTROVERTED than introverted. 3. You are more GENTLE than brutal. 4. You are more ARROGANT than humble. Compatibility: Your exact opposite is the Bitch-Slap. Other personalities you would probably get along with are the Hand-Raiser, the Haughty Intellectual, and the Capitalist Pig. If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits. The other personality types: The Emo Kid: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble. The Starving Artist: Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant. The Bitch-Slap: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble. The Brute: Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant. The Hippie: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble. The Televangelist: Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant. The Schoolyard Bully: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble. The Class Clown: Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant. The Robot: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble. The Haughty Intellectual: Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant. The Spiteful Loner: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble. The Sociopath: Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant. The Hand-Raiser: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble. The Braggart: Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant. The Capitalist Pig: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble. The Smartass: Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.

Yup, that sounds like me, all right.

Tara Responds

Tara Hunt responds to my two articles on the name “Pinko Marketing” in the comments, and I respond to her response. Tara’s a friend and the dicussion was civilized, so you’re not going to get any Jerry Springer kicks here. What you will get is each of us explaining our rationales.

Zack Exley Responds

An anonymous commenter — who could be Zack Exley (whom I wrote about in my second post about Pinko Marketing) — writes:

You’re totally misquoting me. I said our online campaign was well run, but that the Dem *field* campaign was generally a mess.

That quote is from my notes, which I typed directly into my computer and formatted for this blog entry.

I’m going to go check out the blogs of other folks who attended that session, but for now, my statements stand. Zack, if that’s you, I’ll be happy to give you rebuttal space here on this blog — email me at joey@joeydevilla.com. If any of you attended the Internet + Society conference in 2004, can you corroborate either Zack’s or my account of what was said at that session?

I may still be the number 2 Google result for “Joey”, but I remain the number 1 result for the phrase “anal sovereignty” (which I last used in the previous entry).

Update: The video to which I originally linked was removed, so I’ve changed the link to another video, which ironically is a MySpace site!

Click the image to watch the video.

You know that blogging is entering the mainstream when Saturday Night Live does a skit on MySpace. Last Saturday’s skit played on MySpace’s reputation as a place that is — as a Dateline NBC report puts it — “one-stop shopping for predators”.

The setting for the skit is a Learning Annex introductory class on MySpace. The guest host, Julia Louis-Dreyfus, plays a mom who has a daughter who spends a lot of time on MySpace; she would like to learn more about it. The rest of the class is comprised of creepy, mostly-mustachioed forty-something men, a crowd that the instructor says is a little older than he expected.

When the instructor tells people to make screen names for themselves, he suggests one approach is to include the year of your birth as a good way to tell people more about yourself. He then walks through the class, checking out the students nicknames. The men come up with names like “Chadster1991”, “9thGradeSkr8Boi” and “NaughtyGirlHotStuff”. When he asks the guy with the Chadster1991 screen name about it, this exchange ensues:

“If you put 1991 in there, it might make people think you’re 15.”

“Well, that’s a risk I’m trying to take.”

My favourite character in the skit has to be the fat lisping guy (is it Horatio Sanz?). He reminds me of a creepy phone phreaker who kept trying to get me into a hotel room at the first Emerging Technologies Conference to do some “energy work”. I feel soiled just thinking about that sibilant little toad going “Pleeeeeath, Joey, you gotta give me thome thiathu mathage! My back ith killin’ meeeee!”

(And if you must know, yes, I maintained “anal sovereignty“. Strangely enough, it was the second time during that trip that my anal sovereignty was challenged — the first time was at U.S. Customs.)

It’s one of the few SNL skits in recent memory that made me laugh out loud, but I expect some response by Danah Boyd in three…two…one…