In light of my recent incidents involving Facebook, I recently got very worried about posting about, well, anything. When I looked at my incoming referer logs, it was clear that people had come this way from my Facebook page. Potentially a lot of people, based on the number of hits, though most likely only a couple who just browsed most of my blog. For a brief while, I was paranoid that all of my friends (at least, those who can see my Facebook timeline) would be heading this way to see what I’d written. Of cause, I clamped down on what could be seen very fast, and I think I limited the ‘damage’ (the only confirmed person who saw the blog I can cope with), but that didn’t make me feel that much better. Suddenly, the perceived safety of a pseudo-anonymous blog had vanished. Perhaps it was time to jack it all in.
Except, I then remembered why I set up this blog. I write here to express myself, to vent, and because I enjoy writing for its own sake. Sure, I might have blown my ‘cover’. Sure, someone I know may actually read this. I’ve realised it doesn’t matter. Because this blog is mine, not yours. I’m not breaking the law (as far as I know), so I can say what I like. You may not like it, but that’s tough. I still have enough shreds of plausible deniability left to protect me from other members of the Organisation, and ultimately, it’s a free country. As long as I’m not hurting someone, I can say what I like.
Of cause, this may not make me popular, but if I let that stop me, I’ve lost out, not them.
When I was thinking about all of this (and pondering over a few posts that I could write), an xkcd post comes to mind. I think it covers quite well my final conclusion. I think I’ll leave you with that, and, real-life permitting, normal service will resume shortly…