Facebook offers a study in the height of presumption and the depths of human need. I am forever amazed that even people I allow to be my friends would presume that I would want to know when they get paid or laid, or what sort of rock star they are.
The impulse to share that information stems from the need to know that people care about when you are constipated. That you matter.
If online social networking is designed to keep you connected, it only guarantees loneliness in the end.
Much rather you than your profile, comment or picture.
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seriously good one, mate!
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