from today's Wall St Journal, regarding the craigslist documentary:
At the recent South by Southwest festival in Austin, Texas, director Michael Ferris Gibson showed a rough cut of "24 Hours on Craigslist," which charts the site's far-reaching and offbeat effects on some people in San Francisco, where the site originated. Participants arrange marriages, find jobs and band members, buy and sell
weird products (including a prosthetic beer belly) and organize "flash mobs" (one crowd suddenly appeared and took a mock nap in the lobby of a San Francisco hotel). Asked if there is a real person named Craig behind the site, fans in the film seem to regard the question as akin to asking about the existence of God.
Just to be clear, I don't exist.