Apart from feeling bad for them being socially impelled to take the initiative (with the exception of the rude ones who wouldn’t take no for an answer), I was struck by the arbitrariness of it all. You interact with the people who happen to be there, in the hope that one of them might be the sort of person you’d want to get to know better.
As history has it, when people defected from My Space to Facebook, that online community became a dust town.
Dating sites like Ok Cupid and Plenty of Fish (POF) became more popular.
Perhaps my perspective here might help you when seeking your next mate on there (or not). I turned 19 and I was good with finding and meeting prospective dates on there.
You were defined by how cool your My Space layout was – animated GIFs, custom CSS and your favorite embedded You Tube video.
Of course, there’s nothing quite so frustrating when you put all of that effort into your profile and start sending out all of those messages… In fact, that’s the reason why so many men quit online dating entirely; who wants to expend all of that emotional energy only to get kicked in the metaphorical nuts by that empty inbox every time you log in? Well, to mangle an old saying: once is happenstance, twice is coincidence, three times means you’re doing something wrong.