starting the fire

Facebook has a special place in my heart today. When I look upon the poetic wall of justice I see the infuriated minds of many of it's friends and foes. The words to songs play integral parts in the melody of my life and none but these ring true right now...

"We didn't start the fire, it was always burning since the world's been turning..." but you bet your ass I plan to start a few now!...

For one thing, this blows. It isn't politically correct or proper business practice to promise and not deliver. The promise of security is a bucket shot full of fucking holes so listen up nieces and nephews and daughters and sons! Facebook don't give a shit and never has and if you think they have your safety in mind think again! The whole damn thing is run by a college nobody who was pissy because he couldn't get any pissy!! oops I mean pussy! And he hired his friends, and they weren't any more intelligent than he, and made themselves famous and now hire others to do their bidding for them. It is a business and who's interests do you think they are most concerned with?? Here's a hint: rhymes with bears!

I know, I know, it is such a tragedy...like crack cocaine and methamphetamine!! Addicting as hell and rots your brain instead of your teeth! The sad truth is that a lot of us do play games but are on Facebook to have a "right now" real-time connection to long lost friends and far away family members.

There really isn't anything wrong with them wanting to make money. It isn't cheap running and monitoring a site as large as they are, but ultimately it should be our choice. And market they do! Even their own users to one another to which you will later be punished for "shopping" the suggested offerings to boost games and such. They call it spamming. I would like to think of spamming as me walking into their offices with a bazooka filled with those little tin cans of pig snouts and start showing them the difference!! It is no more spamming then buying the postage stamp of the month from the USPS and then getting arrested right afterwards by a clerk and accused of stealing!!

imagine bodies all over the place with proper little dents and blood dripping down from perfectly shaped odd rectangled wounds with key tag imprints on some! I can hear the screams now on the iPhones they push..."she was crazed and just started launching luncheon meat from everywhere!! Jolene's dead...I think...oh my god!! she's right here...looking at me.......>thunk< ppppllleeels helllp me!!!!!"
 Aaaahhhh-I can dream can't I? I do still have my first amendment rights and all...

So, I have to copy and paste over and over my list of friends and take screen shots of my gaming sites and items contained therein everyday in the event the Facebook gestapo get word of this and define my first amendments as revocable in the realm of the almighty FB police...so if mobe is a little "off" on any day, just tap her on the shoulder and let her know you care...if she's got a cannon in her hands, grab a loaf of bread to clean up the blood!!~mobe's love to you all and her all to her loves