I've been reading all the fuss whirling around FaceBerg but the most interesting byproduct is that people are posting their imminent departure intentions from Facebook, ON FACEBOOK. This reinforces a long held feeling for something I've dreamed about for a long time-- that the out of control Chinese space station will crash onto my body-- followed by an extinction level event. *poke... smiley face.*
I think that, in his congressional testimony, Zuckerberg should answer the distinguished panel in emojis.
On a personal note, now is as good a time as any for Facebook to introduce the "eat a dick" button.
Before anyone rushes to crucify Facebook for facilitating info miners, I direct you to a larger problem...demon seed has been strewn for decades, spawning the birth of a generation of gullible idiots who share anything online-- including half naked pics of my 60 year old neighbor that still haunts my dreams, stupid live streaming vacation video while smart people are burglarizing your house and a society who
"unfriends" people via a fucking button? By the way...I still refuse to accept "unfriend" as an actual word.
Call me old fashioned, but I get unfriended just fine on my own...in person.
It's a well known fact that anything one types, posts or searches for on the web is available to anyone who holds capable skills to capture or hack it. (pronounced: your nine year old child) In my case, the NSA likely tracks me for numerous reasons-- such as Googling:
"Hot,Taliban Girl on Girl Action."
Don't judge me.
I'm a relatively satisfied Facebook user, as it often facilitates many helpful benefits, personally:
I receive passive aggressive comments from people that I hate anyway, I have friends who post photos of their kids and the occasional selfie someone snaps along with their dumb entree at some stupid, overpriced restaurant. I also receive numerous horrible friend suggestions and an intrusive, but entertaining, daily topic generator asking me to complete the sentence:
From: Facebook. "Hey Jim! Complete the sentence..."
"In the shower, I like to sing..."
From Jim:
"Rape Me."
Zuckerburg, who I affectionately refer to as the walking PB&J sandwich, with the crust trimmed, lost several billion dollars in stock value over this whole thing but I, on the other hand, made use just minutes ago, via his brilliant platform...
I logged off. Right after I played with a Facebook quiz that matches my personality with famous war criminals or my porn star name...i can't remember.
Regards,
Idi Adolf Von Monster Rod
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