Promise to Tell

Have you seen Postsecret?

Some weeks it's better than others, but it's worthwhile to take a look. These little moments of pop spirituality, as fueled by the Net, are so interesting. Is this real? Does that matter? When I look at these sorts of things I sometimes feel like Wes Bentley in "American Beauty" - as ridiculous as that sounds - looking at that plastic bag blowing in the wind. Gripped by what seems to be such an elemental and human sort of expression in such a mundane form. It just makes me feel strangely connected and warm, like looking out at the ocean and thinking about the people on the other side who are looking back at you.

An update: I was part of a technology roundtable this past week with a magazine editor who called things like Postsecret pseudo-interactivity - evidence of the shallowness of new media, more than anything else. He may well be right - and many of these postcards may be fake - but I just can't help it. I want to believe. Next up, look for me to start sending money to some guy in Nigeria who has a massive fortune coming to him but needs some cash to acquire it.