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Hhere is an interview of Mark Zuckerberg by Diane Sawyer:



Watching this interview has made two things very clear to me:

1) Diane Sawyer had a stroke and ABC is frantically trying to cover that fact up.

2) The closest contact Diane Sawyer has ever had with the Internet is making her assistant find, print and post Caturday pictures for her on her office wall.

Don't get me wrong.  I'm certain she agrees that the Internet is beneficial.  I'm also certain she would agree it was to everyone's benefit that Al Gore invented it.

The original story tries to add some sort of legitimacy by interviewing Justin Hall, who's been blogging since 1611 (his first review was a little play called Macbeth, which he described as 'kind of a downer').  I don't know exactly how they came up with him as an authority on Facebook.  Maybe that completely inaudible girl in the background was Jane Pinckard.  In any event, I'm pretty certain that nobody in Diane Sawyer's circle has ever heard of him, as their eyes would rot in their sockets if they ever actually read about anything he's blogged.

In any event, here we go again, trying to bring up the whole Facebook privacy issue again.  As the old adage goes, there's no such thing as a free lunch; somebody has to pay for it.  You pay for Facebook access with information.  Your information.  If you don't want to provide your information, you get limited service.  Anyone who knows how to program the time on their VCR or microwave can change the privacy settings on Facebook, so it's really, in my humble opinion, a non-issue.

Of course, non-issues are what drives today's news market.  Its this kind of story that provides Diane Sawyer a job to pay for her therapy.  I wish you a speedy recovery, Diane.

Apples (or oranges)

You know the nice thing about apples?  They don't talk back to you.  They just accept their lot in life.  I've had some foods that will fight me from entrance to exit, but apples give no trouble at all.

My wife, Mifa, has been giving me apples quite regularly with my lunch for a while now.  People often talk about an unequal comparison as 'comparing apples to oranges'.  Ironically, I like them both equally.  Fortunately, my wife packs oranges for me as well.  The choice between apples and oranges isn't overly complicated either, as it usually is depending on what was on sale at the market (or what she was able to pick off my mother-in-law's tree).

I was going somewhere with this, but I forgot.  Oh well.  The blog title does say 'random thoughts'.  You're getting what you paid for.

(Actually, I just remembered where I was going with this)

Anyway, my wife has been a wonderful, loving companion.  She packs apples (or oranges) with my lunch because she loves me.  Today, we've been married 10 years.  I hope she continues to pack apples (read: loves me) for the next 50+ years.  I know I will.