So, where is the rhizomatic trail of Web 2.0 going to end up next? Are we getting to the stage where if your blog hasn't made you the target of death threats, you just aren't trying hard enough? Or are we, as Michael Parsons suggests, with tongue in cheek and copy of Ubu Roi conspicuous on the coffee table, heading for the world of Jittr?
No, I'll tell you what all the beautiful broadbanders are doing these days. They're being photographed in domestic settings, reading books about morose rock bands. No, really they are.
Thank you, people. I think.