Dear fedbook relation and more

un-Dear former fedbook employee upset over a family photo going viral,

There is no privacy on the internet.  Your brother made sure of that.  And now he says folks who bail out of spacebook cannot take their info with them.  Don't want the entire Internet to see something or read something?  Then don't publish it anywhere, regardless of what "privacy setting" you think you have that will protect it.  Deal with it.

Privacy Setting.  Now there's an oxymoron.  Your brother claims that facecase came into being in order to promote a certain openness among peeps on the Interwebz.  Now that there is funny.  Your brother thinks that we bought that story.  Uh, no.

It was a marketing gimmick.  An adventure.  A race with Big Brother Goggle to see who can own the most information.  This thing that he created has nothing to do with making a nicer politer electronic society if only we would use our real names.

If only we would use our real names, the trolls would be nicer.  Or even stop trolling.
If only we would use our real names, we wouldn't be so sex-crazed.  So outlandish.  So unacceptable.  So repulsive.  So hurtful.  So spiteful.
If only we would use our real names, our identities could be stolen easier.  Our rapists can find us.  Our exes who beat the crap out of us can "friend" us or "like" us. 

Give me a break.  Such dribble.

So now you've been forced to drink some of your brother's sugary water drink.  Doesn't taste so sweet, does it?  Again, if you don't want everyone to view it or read it, then don't post it.

And screw your "privacy settings."  We all know that they don't really exist.

No Love,
sapphoq n friends