Like most of the Net’s other starving-artist showcases, there’s an overwhelming choice here, but the favorite appears to be Queer Duck. The episodes, about a gay mallard, are sharp social satire in which it’s difficult, at least at first, to determine whether the author is preaching discrimination or acceptance. But be careful, Icebox can bite; it’ll never be ready for Saturday morning TV.

Not only does ifilm catalog thousands of of streamable features, it also provides links to tens of thousands more. And the quality is staggering. Let politicians lament the fact that few people read anymore; sites like ifilm demonstrate how incredibly literate the younger generations are in visual story-telling. And that’s a skill most baby boomers will never learn.

Atom Films is among the most popular give-’em-exposure sites, and its dizzying selection (just close your eyes and click), proves the whole world’s a studio. It’s already got some clout with Hollywood and even had a strong presence at Sundance, bringing home some great shorts from the celebrated independent film love-in.

A site depending on the masses to feed it and feed off it has no right looking so slick, so Leonardo, so Hollywood. But, hey, Media Trip has been connected to a studio from the beginning. The presentations, therefore, are not as sarcastic or dark, but they are more polished.

RSUB is an equal-opportunity launching pad. It accepts contributions not only from filmmakers and animators but also from photographers, musicians, writers — anyone taking advantage of any medium — even some rage-filled journalists. More Harajuku than Shibuya.

And New Venue is more Aoyama than Harajuku. It wants to be the home of the artiste. That means the selection is only a fraction of that put out by the other 15-minutes-of-streaming-fame sites. That means the humor, what there is of it, is on the arid side. And that means sensory input that needs to be computed before it registers. Go ahead, give the old synapses a workout.

Throw it into reverse, look back over your right shoulder and hit the accelerator. Z is for those who wanna get out of Hollywood, giving established dramatists a chance to do something outside prime time parameters. Check out Oliver Stone’s student films and see that Hollywood’s not all about kissing up after all.

Hey, look: The hip, young black demographic is into more than just hip hop. The reason this might be a surprise is because before the Internet — and before Urban Entertainment — there were no outlets. Short films with vastly different points of view.

Lots of animation, lots of political satire. Like we needed the Web for that. But check out The Bill and Ted Show (Clinton and Kennedy), anyway, just because it’s hilarious. And let’s wait and hope for The George and Yoshiro Show. Then again, we don’t need animation for that.

A few comedians came up with a business proposal for themselves: “Hey, let’s collect all our old recordings and clips, put them on the Net and make money off them some how. You want in?” More are jumping on board all the time, but Laugh is still mostly staffed by the grandfathers: George Carlin, Jonathan Winters, Milton Berle.

A story about George W. as a cute, curious mischief-making monkey. And a glimpse of Dubya and Cheney as Beavis and Butthead.