J. forwarded me a blog with some kid's hook-up page where she writes about being f...ngered and boo...ie-f...d and other such acts. And I was thinking of how much we expose ourselves today. In our blogs, our social networking sites, the terrible tabloids. It's like shaving your pubic hairs in public or masturbating in the marketplace (old term, I know, figuratively, mes amis!). What kind of world will this become where there is no privacy? There will be no mystery, no glamour. What good is it if all of your friends know all of your weaknesses? We think that's honest, you know, to have no secrets. And we think it's somehow cool, to be exposé, which means at least that we exist. If we don't expose, if we have no fame, even if just on a small FB page, then we might as well be dead. It saddens me.
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