Kuro5hin (K5) (/kɵˈroʊʒən/ corrosion) is a collaborative discussion website. Articles are created and submitted by Kuro5hin's users and submitted to queue for evaluation. Site members can vote for or against publishing an article and, once the article has reached a certain number of votes, it is then published to the site or deleted from the queue. The site has been described as "a free-for-all of news and opinion written by readers".
Kuro5hin is powered by the Scoop collaborative system. Its motto is "Technology and Culture, from the Trenches". It was founded by Rusty Foster in December 1999. Kuro5hin's membership used to number in the tens of thousands, but its popularity has declined significantly from its peak in the early 2000s, and the present number of active users is much less.
All content is generated and selected by the users themselves with the exception of site news, that are written by the site administrators. Registered users can submit stories to the submissions queue. In the queue, users vote +1 FP (front page), +1, 0, or -1. If the story reaches a predetermined threshold score (originally at +95 and lowered from +70 to +40 to +30 to +21 as of April 25th due to the site's waning popularity), it is posted to the front page or to the relevant section depending on the proportion of FP votes. If it fails to make the threshold, other factors (such as number of comments, type of comments, and their ratings) can still cause the story to be posted to section or front page. Otherwise, it is dropped.
A man is crying, takes me to a certain place.
Which I don't often find.
You see a family walking.
Always thinking of being somewhere else in
time.
So I fall face down in a rut.
I can't seem to get out of.
Please wake me.
Please give me some of it back.
The feelings I had.
Sometimes I wish I could be strong like you
. It doesn't matter.
Each time I wake I'm somehow feeling the truth.
I can't handle.
Let's get this party started.
I'm sick of being you.
You make me feel insane.
We don't give to you.
Let's get this party started.
You make me feel insane.
I want to be the one.
To make myself sane.
Time is ticking, it makes me feel content.
With what I have inside.
Constant paranoia surrounds me.
Everyone I see is out to get me.
So I fall face down in a rut.
I can't seem to get out of.
Please wake me.
Please give me some of it back.
The feelings I had.
Sometimes I wish I could be strong like you.
It doesn't matter.
Each time I wake I'm somehow feeling the truth.
I can't handle.
Let's get this party started.
I'm sick of being you.
You make me feel insane.
We don't give to you.
Let's get this party started.
You make me feel insane.
I want to be the one.
To make myself sane.
You make me feel insane.
You make me feel insane.
Sometimes I wish I could be strong like you.
It doesn't matter.
Each time I wake I'm somehow feeling the truth.
I can't handle.
Let's get this party started.
I'm sick of being you.
You make me feel insane.
We don't give to you.
Let's get this party started.
You make me feel insane.
I want to be the one.