Not-So-Great Things About Facebook

Anyone with an internet connection or access to the nightly news probably knows about Facebook. The once-exclusive website is now another triple-edged sword of the social networking genre. Back in 2005, there were invites from the few friends people had that were smart enough to make it into Yale, Harvard - and for some reason- a few other national schools. This was an exclusive, student-connected virtual group. The frills were nonexistent.
Then the melee began. A small, innovative way to maintain a flexible form of connection with friends pulled apart due to higher education choices has been bastardized into what it now is - yet another Myspace, a place for perverts and narcissists.
That's the first worst thing about Facebook: It has strayed so far from what it was originally. A closed, familiar interface that only allowed you to see others in your immediate group - a group defined by your university, which usually does a better job of keeping deviants and haters out than whatever Facebook has now become. It was safe, the connections were personal, and they were based in education, even if half of college is about learning the ways of the opposite gender. So the evolution from a great idea into a mass tool for the masses of tools was the first disappointment for this genius idea.
The harsh reality about Facebook is that they cover themselves as well as each user should. Screening their friends' information as hard as their own to stop any lies or harmful information from being published ON THE INTERNET is a new concern for the 18-22 year olds that are now desperately trying to find a professional gig. Facebook claims no responsibility for the fact that after you spend 20 hours putting privacy controls into effect for your profile or just delete your entire profile, you will still exist on the site. Any comment you leave, any picture your friend posted, any message you sent still lives on after your virtual death. They clearly spell this out, and claim that due to your information being shared with another "friend," it is now privy to them as well, and you need to remove each iota of data you want dead and gone. Touché, Cultbook, well done creating a web so tangled not even Houdini could successfully close his account without losing a week of his life.

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