One of my favourite things to do while avoiding either working or cleaning is browsing around the internet. Lately, Facebook has been by fascination. Tehre is a seemingly endless stream of profiles, comments, details, and notes. However, playing around has confirmed what I already knew.
I read a note (and no, I'm not saying whose it was) that surprised me a little, so I poked around ad realixed that I could read any note in which someone tagged one of my friends. How that works is, if I say something like "So I went out with Mike last night, and he was so drunk he ended up....." and tagged Mike, then all his friends could read the note. Like, his mother. Or his girlfriend. Or.... the list goes on. By the way, I made that up. Last night I saw a movie with friends.
And here is what inspired this rant: http://www.thestar.com/News/article/195823. The boy in this article got expelled for dissing his Vice Principal in a facebook group. Which just goes to show - The internet is not anonymous. Should you be punished for something you said with the expectation of privacy? I have no idea. Is this legal. I have no idea. Is it dumb? Yes. Is it hurtful? Yes.
Last year, back when ratemyproffessor.com was having its last hurrah, I made the mistake of looking myself up. Big mistake!! I'm not a bad teacher, but with the promise of anonymity and a failing midterm in their hand, otherwise nice people become mean. BTW, THAT site is not private either - In fact, I've heard of someone losing their job over supposedly anonymous postings.
By now, you've all heard countless horror stories about people getting fired, explelled, outed or worse, due to blogs and notes and comments. And yet, I can still surf through embarrasingly personal accounts of pretty much anything on the web. For my friends with blogs - this doesn't include you. Your musings on economic policy or the difficulty of Romanian translation are interesting without being the least bit scandelous.
So, moral of the story: If you must write about people in your blog, and its anything yours or their grandmothers and bosses shouldn't read, don't write it. And, if you must, use the old fishbowl convention of using intitials or clever nicknames... those in the know get it, and those that shouldn't be reading it will (hopefully) have no idea.
Amy
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Amy hates blogs, and yet is starting one
So, I've finally decided to stop ranting only to my friends, family and computer, and post things online.
Here's the deal: I hate blogs. If you know me, you've heard me rant about how much I hate blogs. Why do I hate blogs?
1) They really aren't anonymous. I mean, you think they are, but then you slip up and say something dumb, and your aunt reads it, and tells your mom and you're in trouble.
2) They make people self important. I mean, who the hell cares what I think? I have no real credentials - or do I? Plus, why should anyone care about my blog? except for my friends who have to read it.
3) Things last forever. Potentially, my greatgrandchildren could google me and say "man, Grandma wrote some pretty angsty poetry when she was in college!"
So why am I starting this thing? Because I can. And really, I don't care if you read it. It's more for me. And I'm going to try for first names and initials only - no identifying characteristics. Of course, nobody will read this thing if they don't know about it, so I have to tell them, and they tell others and .....
Anyways, I have a file of rants already typed on my computer, so I will be leaking them out a little at a time.
TTFN - Amy
Here's the deal: I hate blogs. If you know me, you've heard me rant about how much I hate blogs. Why do I hate blogs?
1) They really aren't anonymous. I mean, you think they are, but then you slip up and say something dumb, and your aunt reads it, and tells your mom and you're in trouble.
2) They make people self important. I mean, who the hell cares what I think? I have no real credentials - or do I? Plus, why should anyone care about my blog? except for my friends who have to read it.
3) Things last forever. Potentially, my greatgrandchildren could google me and say "man, Grandma wrote some pretty angsty poetry when she was in college!"
So why am I starting this thing? Because I can. And really, I don't care if you read it. It's more for me. And I'm going to try for first names and initials only - no identifying characteristics. Of course, nobody will read this thing if they don't know about it, so I have to tell them, and they tell others and .....
Anyways, I have a file of rants already typed on my computer, so I will be leaking them out a little at a time.
TTFN - Amy
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