social networking sites : an unwarranted intrusion into privacy?

[iluvanimals]

article, poem..anything..

[Cuty]

http://www.cloudave.com/link/social-netw...en-dangers

[sweetisme]

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.