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social networking sites : an unwarranted intrusion into privacy? - iluvanimals - 11-09-2012 07:15 PM article, poem..anything.. - Cuty - 11-09-2012 07:24 PM http://www.cloudave.com/link/social-networks-the-unseen-dangers - sweetisme - 11-09-2012 07:24 PM I’d grow wiser if I watched webcasts of the Dalai Lama. But, no way I’m leaving Twitter: I’m being followed by Obama. What am I doing? Do you really care to know? I’m eating lemon pie And dancing to “Jai, Ho!” How’d you stumble upon me? All these passwords; I’m confused. They own all my content? We’re the Users and the used. Now, I won’t be a hypocrite; I Tweet my time away, change my status often; check my blog stats every day. But if people gave a dollar for every single Tweet, homes could be built and cancer could be beat. I like to be connected. I’m not saying that it’s wrong. But how’d we switch from talking to texting all day long? No, I don’t need to know who your peeps are porkin’ but, no way I’m leaving Facebook: I’m friends with _______your friends name. ________________________________________________________________________________​__ Once upon a time in the social network race you and I met in Cyberspace. Divided by lines: longitude, latitude; we’ve typed and texted tears, gratitude. Now we’re closer than neighbors; in tune like a song. (and your dog never leaves doodoo on my lawn.) Some say it’s not real. How can it be? How can you trust what you can’t see? But you sense when I’m down. This is holy. Sublime. (Alright, not exactly. But it makes a good rhyme.) You’ve read me at my worst. You’ve read me at my best. You’ve loved me all the same; forgiven typos, and the rest. You’re a microbyte of madness, and sunshine, and fresh air. (And faster than FedEx, so I know you really care.) I know you’ll reply whenever I hit “send.” I know this is real— you’re my Forever-friend.