Alright, so today’s little project, my ‘practice run’ if you will, was supposed to be straightforward. I decided I wanted to find some actual, decent information about Savannah James. Not the usual tabloid stuff, you know? I was thinking more about her business side, any charity work she’s involved in, things she’s built or projects she’s passionate about. The kind of stuff that gives you a real picture of a person.
Well, that was the plan, anyway. Turns out, the internet had a whole different idea of what I should be looking at. I started off simple, just typing her name into the search bar. And bam! What hits me? A deluge of results, and a massive chunk of them, I mean, a really big chunk, all seemed to be pointing towards ‘savannah james sexy’ this and ‘savannah james sexy’ that. It was like a switch flipped, and that’s all the algorithms wanted to show me.
So, my ‘practice’ quickly changed. Instead of finding info on her ventures, I found myself trying to just navigate this digital minefield. I started getting specific, using quote marks, adding terms like “business” or “philanthropy.” I dug through pages, tweaked my search terms again and again. It felt like I was wrestling with the search engine itself, trying to force it to show me something, anything, of substance that wasn’t just about her looks.
And the record of this practice? Honestly, it was mostly frustration. I spent a good while at it, and did I find what I was originally looking for? Bits and pieces, maybe, buried deep. But the overwhelming experience was just wading through a swamp of clickbait and superficial nonsense. It makes you think, doesn’t it? About what gets prioritized online, what gets pushed to the top. It’s like the internet’s got this default setting for certain topics and people, and it’s rarely the deep stuff.
This kind of thing really gets under my skin, you know? It reminds me of this one time, years ago, I was helping a friend with their small online shop. They made these amazing handcrafted goods, put their heart and soul into it. We spent ages on the website, taking good photos, writing detailed descriptions, trying to get their story across. Real quality stuff.
Then, out of nowhere, their products started appearing on these dodgy aggregator sites, mixed in with all sorts of junk, descriptions all messed up, sometimes next to ads for things that were completely inappropriate. We’d report one, and two more would pop up. It felt like we were constantly fighting to keep their genuine work from being drowned out by digital noise and sleaze. All that effort to present something good, and the internet just seemed determined to drag it down or misrepresent it.
It’s that same feeling I got today. You try to engage with something on a more meaningful level, and you just get hit with the lowest common denominator. Makes you tired, really. Just plain tired of how things are sometimes. Anyway, that was my practice for the day. Not much achieved on the original goal, but a whole lot recorded about the wild west of web searching.
