You're not worthy.

Now, it’s not like I particularly need TIME to tell me who to worship as the most important person of the past 365 days, although the magazine’s yearly foray into this who’s who nonsense is usually somewhat interesting. But their choice of “You”? Please.

No offense, but You are a bunch of blithering morons. I have extremely little faith in the intelligence of the masses, and TIME goes and awards them (er, You) with the title of Person of the Year? While that utterly fatuous article in TIME did gain a few meager points in my book by referring to Kim Jong Il as a tin-pot dictator (I do, after all, live in South Korea) the rest of the article was fairly asinine. Take this for example: Some of the comments on YouTube make you weep for the future of humanity just for the spelling alone, never mind the obscenity and the naked hatred. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, they included that gem in the article explaining why we (You) were chosen. Thank you, TIME, for honoring those who not only can’t spell, but who haven’t yet mastered spell-check. Thank you for honoring the obscene hatemongers of the world. And above all, TIME, thank you for lumping me in with them, with You.

The internet has truly changed the world, but so did radio, and television. The difference with the internet is that in recent years, interactive sites have become more user-friendly, making it simple for the most dim-witted among You to gain access to that medium. Think of the incredibly moronic things which You have seen and heard on television and radio. Now think about the fact that getting on TV/radio is difficult. Yes, the most horrific things which You have seen and heard on those media were moderated. In theory, we have been shielded from the worst.

Now, the glorious thing about the internet is that there is no moderation. Granted, this lack of moderation means that the lowest of the low have the ability to contribute. But I have free will and common sense, and I can avoid the lowest of the low in the virtual word, just as I do in the real one. I love the unmoderated virtual world of the internet. I love the fact that I can broadcast anything I want... and I’ve been taking advantage of this ability since 1997, when I first acquired a computer with a modem. I have my own website (and have since 1997, actually), I can code HTML and Java (although to be honest, I’m lazy and usually use Dreamweaver), I’ve done web design for businesses, I blog on three separate blogs (including this one), and I run two online stores. And yes, TIME, I do in fact have the obligatory MySpace and YouTube accounts, which apparently make me cool in Your book. I freely admit that I consider myself superior to the vast majority of internet users with their tackily glittery PimpMySpace profiles and their inability to produce anything of substance. But even those of us who use the internet to create are hardly worthy of the designation of Person of the Year. At the very least, TIME, you could have honored those who have created sites such as YouTube and MySpace, if you truly felt they were worthy. (Although just imagine Tom standing alone as Person of the Year...) But this selection of You? Why bother? You’re obviously not worthy.