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A quick aside--

--mysteriously enough, I posted a short rant/comment on an article on my tumblr. Why I posted it there I may never know. Actually it's probably because I'm still figuring tumblr out.

Anyway, I want to half-retract my comment. It was more of a question, I guess. Anyway it's the part where I was saying
Like, i get the point about SEO [gaming]. That makes sense, but what I’m not so clear on is what he means by “discovery”. Sure, this “navigation” complaint is fair and I guess probably true in a number of ways; but what’s this lost enigma of “discovery”? and how has it been lost?
See, I'm still not sure exactly what he means in the broader sense, but I've definitely had a taste of google getting "gamed". Half the time I search around for torrents of some of the more obscure (bad) movies I wanna watch, I'll get 3 different versions of the same scam-ish torrent site/database. I'm sure they're great when what you're looking for is easier to find, but the "featured links" are set up at the top to look like they've actually found your thing when in fact they're direct download sites you have to sign up--and pay--for.

I'm not sure how the internet or developers working with it could realistically help this situation. In my case, I'm looking for an obscure thing I already know of; bittorrent is too populist to help me out, it seems. It's me and maybe half a dozen other people who know how to and like to bittorrent files who may actually want this movie or thing and we just can't seem to find eachother to help upload it to eachother, continue seeding it, and otherwise make and keep it available.

This may require getting my ass onto more exclusive torrent sites along the lines of what.cd but for movies, but, back to the point, it feels so defeating when the almighty google turns up nil & frustration.

I'm sorry all that ended up so gobbled. I think that last bit's just about the closest thing to a point in this post. *sigh*
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