I was intrigued, mainly because it had such a cool French name.  Only it doesn’t.  It’s chat roulette.  Like Russian roulette, only with chat.  It started in Russia, appropriately, and even more appropriately, it works more or less like the game where you hold a gun to your head and repeatedly pull the trigger, only you don’t risk death, just the utter weirdness of strange encounters.

I don’t have a webcam, so I can’t join the millions of Americans who are leaving behind the tame pleasures of Facebook in favour of live chat with random strangers from around the world. Damn. But I do love the advancement of language — the verb “to next” someone (ie, to press “N” on your computer, reject the random stranger in front of you and move on to the next random stranger) has already entered common parlance. Some of you will know all about this, and are no doubt thinking, “Chatroulette? LOL, that is SO last week.”

Over in this quaint little corner of ye olde Britain upon sea, however, my mind is quietly boggling.


2 thoughts on “Chatroulette is messing with my head.

  1. bookwitch 9 years ago

    Boggle on, Meg. They had it on NCIS the other week, where the computer geek programmed his charmer colleague’s computer to automatically ‘next’ every ten seconds. Very funny.

  2. andrea seigel 9 years ago

    my boyfriend and i went on chatroulette a couple of months ago. we held up my beautiful french bulldog for the camera. and she had to see so many penises. SO many. but many people also told her she was amazing looking, which i already knew, but still.

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