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So, about 18 months ago I gave in to the social networking pressure and joined Facebook. And I loved it. Then I felt weird about it for a while. And then I loved it again. It was a great way to kill time, keep in touch with people, and find out about nifty happenings in Chicago.
But then Facebook started dicking around with its privacy policies, leaving users less and less control over their personal information and making it harder to keep stuff out of the public realm and away from greedy advertisers. I've spent a lot of time in the past few months reading nerd articles on how to keep my personal data safe, judiciously untagging myself from weird photos, deleting people's requests for farm animals and weapons.
But now it's just too much. I spend so much time worrying about the information on my page and in whose nefarious hands it may end up that I just don't enjoy the experience anymore. So, I'm out. I'll keep the page up for now, but I've deleted almost everything -- photos, interests, applications, notes -- and pruned my friends list by about half. If I pruned you, it's nothing personal. Just trying to minimize my exposure.
So I guess I'm going back to the old-fashioned Internet life: good ol' e-mail and this here weblog, my online home since 2000. Rubbernun will never sell my personal information or crap up my inbox with demands for livestock! All the goofy YouTube videos and witty observations and Monty Python references (like the title of this post) will now appear here, just like in olden times. I hope my pals will comment on posts and write to me so I'm not just barfing silliness in a vacuum.
Oh, and I'm also on Twitter (@rubbernun).
Replies: 1 Confession
Luddite. What next: having actual sex instead of the glorious Orgasmatron?
Reverend H.L. Spork @ 05/07/2010 05:48 PM CST