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Give you a stack, if you'll take care of my crap.....

We live in interesting times..... and the internet does make the world a much smaller place in which to live. We use the internet for everything-- socializing, education, networking, business, etc. In fact, there isn't much that exists that can't be made more convenient by the internet.

Yet, does this extra convenience, and our ability to have the knowledge of the universe at our fingertips, somehow prevent common sense or even the most basic level of intelligence?

I don't like to think that the more advanced our society becomes, the more ignorant its inhabitants will be. But, I have little evidence to the contrary-- especially when I hear of someone as ignorant as the 20-yr old woman who has been accused of hiring a hit-man to kill the father of her child via her Facebook account.

"I will pay somebody a stack to kill my baby father."--- Her Facebook status, displayed for the world to see, in all its glory. Apparently, she'd had an argument with said "baby father". Though the status might have been a vent, and not an actual attempt to hire a hit-man, it was enough to send the concerned mother of  "baby father" running to the authorities (who did not take the status lightly). It was also enough to garner at least one response from an 18-yr old eager to earn the $1000 for the hit, so long as he was paid in advance!

Ah, this world we live in.....

So, one woman's ridiculous status on Facebook has led to 2 arrests-- her own arrest for conspiring murder and the arrest of the equally ignorant sod that responded to her status on charges of attempted murder.

I weep for the future of our world....

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  1. tis sobering e.a.s but it seems it's not just low functioning folks like this. There are apparently congressmen who would think nothing of tweeting their underpants.

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  2. *sigh*... all the more reason for me to hide in my cave for the rest of eternity....

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