Advanced level white people, fearful of being judged on their tastes from last week, will often only list one or two ironic things as their favorites. (…)
In spite of these advances, some white people still clung to their old MySpace accounts. That was until they learned that Facebook started, like so many things beloved by white people, at Harvard.
Within a matter of months, MySpace had gone from a virtual utopia to Digital Detroit, where only minorities and indie bands remain.