An 18-year-old boy (“man,” if you are a judge) has been accused of using Facebook to sexually abuse classmates from his high school. We’re gonna need a bigger .
This is the second horrible Facebook crime I have heard about in the past six months (plus the Megan Meier story that broke last December, and I’m sure there’s plenty of others I have missed). And even though it doesn’t have the same visceral gruesomeness as Husband Hacked Wife to Death with Meat Cleaver After She Changed Facebook Status to Single, it’s still pretty fucking awful. Does Facebook actually do anything other than hurt people? I mean, I know how fun it is for you to send your friends limited edition JPEGs of patterned toilet paper that only cost a dollar (what a bargain), but I don’t think that you actually need to do to much moral math to figure out that maybe it’s not worth it if this is also happening.
Obviously, crazy people will be crazy people will be crazy people, and crazy is as crazy does, and crazy always finds its level, or whatever. I recognize that people were able to hurt each other for thousands of years without ever being tagged in a photo. But still. If not being able to be contacted out of the blue by people from my high school who I fell out of touch with for a reason means saving a life, I will happily UNSUBSCRIBE.