The first obituary for Chatroulette, a Web site that randomly pairs strangers for video chats, came in June, when Salon proclaimed, “you can’t build an empire on dicks.” Chatroulette’s combination of randomness, anonymity, and video was irresistible to men who were dying to shed their pants—and they were driving other people away.
At one point, one in ten Chatroulette encounters was not safe for work. traffic to Chatroulette is only a quarter of what it was at the height of its faddish popularity.
He had spent several months in the United States—he was wearing the tech-geek uniform of T-shirt, jeans, and a waterproof fleece jacket—and was back in Russia temporarily to file his application for an O1 “special persons” visa.
He had frittered away the summer, riding his bike around San Francisco, travelling to New York, Las Vegas, and Washington, D.
“I told a lot of people exactly what I thought of them right to their face,” which Ternovskiy called a Russian trait.