This is 2012, and this is the internet. It is all public, and you own none of it. The topless photo you sent your boyfriend before prom is public. The suggestive pic that your girlfriend took while you were eating a carrot, public. The time you cried, public. Your love for your children is public too.
The biggest issue that I have with all of this is the innate ignorance and complete lack of thought most of you have given this.
I decided about twenty minutes after I established my first email account on Netcom in 1995 that there was neither a reasonable expectation of privacy nor was there a shred of chance that there would ever be one. How could anyone think so?
Face it, you didn’t think about it, and you are well and truly fucked now. Your life is making other people money, you get a free email account and the ability to see what your friends are doing this weekend. Congratulations, and good luck with that.
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