The 2010 Cannes Film Festival poster. It's funky, tech-y, fun. I want to be at the festival so badly, it hurts. Physically hurts.
Lately I've been seeing multiple new articles about how difficult it is to truly delete a Facebook account. It all ties in with privacy, or lack thereof I should say. Our generation is diving right into a digital age where anything you ever wanted to know about everything can be found on the Internet. Pictures, personal information, birthdays, hook-ups, break-ups, can all be discovered by a click of a button. Deleting these tidbits require a few more clicks of several buttons, and people are starting to realize that they have a problem with this. Obviously the social networking giant wants to retain as many users as possible, so making the deletion process a journey will deter (lazy) people from going through with purging their once public persona into oblivion and distant memories. I see that my life has been on interactive display for the past few years (ever since Facebook entered my life) and it never really hit me until now if I REALLY feel okay about this. But then I realize that I have been writing in a blog for some time now, so I guess I really have no say in what the public should or should not read; I have voluntarily given up this information by posting what I see appropriate for my "friends" to see. I say friends with quotation marks because honestly, how often do I talk to all of my Facebook friends? Now that I think about it, I should really de-friend people who I've only met once. But who wants to see their friend count go down? No one. Who really wants to go through the trouble of de-friending someone? Now that's just rude!
Side note: How in the world is David Sedaris so brilliant? Just pure, raw belly-aching humor rolled into one man. Reading his essays literally make me guffaw. Yes, I said guffaw.
