Facebook Scares Me
Apologies to certain parties. You know who you are. But I'm not joining Face book. Not beyond making a shell account so I can read what the hell you're putting up about me on your facebook pages anyway.
Facebook scares me. The proposition is that it makes it easier for people from your past to find you. Like that's a good thing.
Anyway, I opt out. Tweet me, link me, or whatever you like. But I'm not going to be "faced."
If you were hiding, you didn't do it very well, Mr. I-have-a-blog. This is the 21st century. "They" know where you are when you carry a cell phone. "They" can track your car if you have IPass (electronic toll payment) in Illinois--or whatever it is they call it up there. Your IP address is registered. The neighbors are happily encouraged to call the authorities if they see something suspicious. Google has a picture of your house. Um, news update: it's over. You was lost but now is found.
And really, just who are you hiding from? The Hague? Bounty hunters? The Russian Mafia? C'mon, you were never that dangerous! That just makes me laugh. so just get on facebook already. The water is fine.
Chicken. Bawk! Bawk!
At least I don't owe you money. Nor did I used to date you. But there's skeletons in my closet probably using Facebook right now!
You have a point, and one I don't entirely disagree with, but I've been having fun on the site and am sorry you won't be there. Hopefully that didn't-used-to-date comment wasn't a jab...
Mel