Dear Fellow Students,
Briefly concerning last week’s freak-out: Fear not, dear reader! This column, as intriguing and realistic to your life as it may be, is in fact satirical. Last week’s column seemed to provoke concern in the form of emails. Some fellow students seem to think that it was a “cry for help.” And while I do actually need a job, I assure you, I’m not about to kill myself. But I appreciate the gesture, and I did follow the offered advice! I picked out a star that I would love to visit, and named it Barney, after my favorite “How I Met Your Mother” character. Calmed my nerves right down. Meanwhile, back to more urgent problems!
Dear Kate,
My mom recently signed up for Facebook, and friend requested me. As she is my mother, I naturally accepted. However, now she comments on all of my photos and statuses, and she has started to friend request my friends. As I record every second of my life on my profile, I feel that my privacy has been completely invaded. I don’t know how to distance myself from her in the cyber world without hurting her feelings, but she started tagging me in naked baby photos from when I was 3. I’m quite concerned as this does not aid my chances with the ladies here at Hillsdale. What do I do?
Sincerely,
Facebook Stud
Dear…..Stud (??)
Ah yes, this is a classic case of Facebook dementia. Somehow, despite the fact that our generation is the most technologically literate ever, people continue to forget that Facebook has this handy little thing called security preferences. Eye opener, I know. Keep the barrier between College and Family firmly established. It would be horrible for your mother to discover that the thousands of dollars she spending on you to get an education actually have resulted in the pursuit of that most difficult challenge: Hillsdating two women at once (it’s only been accomplished twice in the last 4 years). Or you could consider, wild idea that it is, avoiding Facebook altogether and simply do your homework. Terrifying idea.
