Pick me, I'm lonely.....is all it's about. Woeful souls crying out for love, damn, just some sort of recognition on the internet with such individual statistics as "I'm spontaneous and have a positive outlook on life" when all they are really are sad abd lonely humans awash in the glow of their monitors, hoping for someone, someone in this sad break down of human connection. Their lives withered by broken marriages and financial strife, and kids that just won't behave and at the end of their work all day, clean the house, make the dinner, do the laundry days, plop down at their computers hoping someone noticed them this night. For their lives have run down to a sad repitition without love, without passion, without help. It gives them a sense of hope taht wasn't available a few years ago. As their lives turn in on itself, and leaves a tepid residue upon their innate joy. Hope for the lonely. But so too often it spirals into a firtification of their loneliness. Just a hi-tech bar without the cost or hangover. And it's sad, sad, heartbreaking sad....for there are so many humans crying out on these websites, 'cos there are so many humans crying out for love in this millenium, broken by love,empty and crying, so many, so many, that one wonders why love cannot survive anymore? Whay are so many souls crying for love, why are there so many broken loves, festering in lives lived without joy, without passion, without verve, without an embrace at the end of the day? " Friend's tell me I'm attracctive...."