Maybe the one thing ello is missing is automatic deletion of everything older than some amount of time. A year? A month? A week? Boom! Gone. Perhaps we need a social medium that acknowledges and encourages a recognition that time here is fleeting. (By here, I mean LIFE, yo.)
All of my adolescent angst washed up on the shores of local BBSes (remember those? for those who don't remember or weren't born: before the internet, you could dial up to a local online forum (essentially a website), and write and play games and occasionally chat with the sysop who ran the place). They're all gone now, at least the ones I frequented. Even at the time, I recognized the fleeting nature of the writing, castles in the sand. I mean, thank goodness, right?
I feel... I don't know what to feel... about those kids who have spent their whole lives recorded onto the internet in some fashion. What does that mean? What effect does that have? Clearly, I need to talk to some people younger than me.
This is worth reading, if you feel reading something, I think: http://www.scribd.com/doc/77057773/On-the-End-of-the-Web
(I know the person who wrote it.)