I used to have an old friend that would say "There's only 300 people in the world, the rest are just bad special effects"
Well, I have a theory.
it runs, in brief... "There's only 300 websites on the Internet, the rest are waste from an NCSA student's bad scripting."

What if they're making the whole thing up and the reason you can't find real content on the net is that it doesn't actually exist?

No really, what if the net is actually a tiny egocentric ring of vanity domains? what if it's just spruced up to make it look big and purposeful so a bunch of lazy gits in San Francisco don't have to get real jobs? What if "the proliferation of the net" is just more lazy gits catching on?

Ok, you're thinking Quinn's gone paranoid again.
But this time it's different. This won't be like the time I got the chemistry set for my birthday, or the times I found God. This time I'll get proof.

Oh yes.

And then they'll have to teach me their damn secret handshake.