Ms Dewey is the latest attempt to anthropomorphize the web. I’m not sure why a body would need a search engine to question and ridicule their every click. Is it some perverse need to feel married without the peskiness of a warm body nearby?
Fuck if I know.
Personally, I like my women sassy and my search engines cold to the click. That way my nights are entertained and my web research blissfully quiet.*
(via geekologie and the paraphrased wisdom of Dominar Rygel XVI)
