Guys, remember October 2000? Clinton was still president, Friends was only sort of sh*tty, and the world hadn't ended from Y2K. We were feeling good. Damn good. With all this adrenaline pumping through our veins, we finally had the chance to focus our attention on more important matters. Our vanity, of course. Thus, we sought an answer to the question that has plagued humans for thousands of years: Am I hot?
Enter HotorNot.com, a website that finally gave us closure (and often caused us to puke up lunch and head straight to the gym) by allowing anonymous strangers from around the world to judge us on physical appearance and nothing else. America! Sold to Ashley Madison for a reported $20 million dollars in 2008, Hot or Nothas risen once again and come to fruition in the form of an app. A glorious, glorious app.
A suspiciously Tinder-like layout allows a user to connect via Facebook or email and upload a multitude of vaguely flattering selfies. Press the heart icon if you're interested in the person or the "X" icon if you aren't — the latter of which will quickly shatter the user's self esteem (though he or she will never know what you chose as a rating). You can also see how many friends you've got in common, as well as the user's age and location. If they think you're hot too, you have the ability to chat with the person and then meet up to discuss how absurd it is that you met while on the Hot or Not app. But then you can have sex!
Jeremy Glass is the Vice editor for Supercompressor and had not yet decided if he's hot yet.