Welcome to The Leahverse. A site about Leah, written by Leah, and meant to express Leah’s thoughts and views of the world.
About 4000 years ago, there was AOL Hometown. A rickety slice of the web for people to make their own “Homepages” and indulge in whatever the ancient html was at the time, using blinking text and other unsightly design elements. Then we evolved. MySpace popped up, and we were allowed to create an even more obnoxious web space with blinky, glittery nonsense.
Then an unknown site called Facebook began to gain popularity. It was much cleaner, but not as customizable. However, some of us were able to find Uber.com. Uber was, for us web geeks with taste, the epitome of personal web space. It combined all the elements of the others, but with style and flexibility, allowing for multiple pages, each with different content and layouts. All without being garish like MySpace or inflexible like Facebook. Oh, how I loved Uber. Then, just a few short years later, it went offline, became a bespoke taxi service, and we were left with the disappointing two big players. Luckily, we have wordpress and the means to create our own space, express ourselves any way we want, without being “flagged” or “banned” or worry who “unfriends” us with no explanation.
This site is not meant to entertain, please, pacify, inform, educate or otherwise influence anyone.
My opinions may be offensive to you, and if you don’t agree with them, you may leave or post your thoughts.
If I don’t like your words, I’ll delete them.
This isn’t facebook, you have NO rights on my site, only privileges that I extend and revoke at my whim and fancy.
Approximately four millennia ago (give or take), the digital Dark Ages brought us AOL Hometown—a wobbly, pixelated corner of the primordial web where aspiring netizens could cobble together “Homepages” adorned with ancient HTML sorcery. Imagine blinking text, spinning GIFs, and color schemes that could blind a Cyclops. It was chaos, but it was our chaos. Then humanity took a step forward—or sideways—and lo, MySpace emerged. It was as though the web had decided, “What if we doubled down on the blinking nonsense but added glitter?” Truly, a garish utopia for those of us with no design shame.
And then, like a prophet descending from the heavens, an austere contender arrived: Facebook. It was sleek, streamlined, and boring. Sure, it lacked the customizable pandemonium of MySpace, but it also lacked personality—like the beige walls of the internet. But just as we were resigned to mediocrity, there came Uber.com—not the app that gets you from point A to point B, but a magnificent haven for web geeks with impeccable taste. Uber was the Versailles of personal web spaces. It combined style and functionality with the customizable flair of MySpace—but without the digital seizure-inducing glitter. Multiple pages, unique layouts, and classy vibes—Uber was everything.
Alas, like all great empires, it fell. Uber abandoned its glorious destiny as a personal website haven to ferry people around cities. And we were left to suffer Facebook’s tyranny and MySpace’s awkward fall from grace. Thankfully, WordPress rose like a phoenix, giving us the tools to craft our own sanctuaries on the web—free from “flags,” mysterious unfriendings, or the bland conformity of social media giants.
This site? It’s none of those things. It doesn’t exist to coddle, educate, or pacify. If my opinions ruffle your delicate sensibilities, there’s the proverbial door. You can leave or comment, but be warned: If your words offend my sensibilities (which are far more discerning than yours), I’ll delete them with the glee of a tyrant exercising their divine right. This is not Facebook. You have no “rights” here, only privileges—fleeting, fragile privileges that I grant or revoke at my whimsy. Welcome to my domain. Or don’t. I don’t care.