Khumbo, Katy, a guy from Katy's floor and I went to see "The Social Network" tonight. I've lost my voice completely thanks to laryngitis and an upper respiratory infection so I needed something to do that didn't require me talking. I've wanted to see this movie for a long time and was thoroughly pleased with it. I have no doubt that it overdramatized and romanticized the real story of the birth of Facebook, but that's cinema. Mark Zuckerberg and his fellow founders were nothing short of geniuses--I don't think anyone could dispute that. It's amazing to think that a couple of Harvard undergrads managed to revolutionize the world, connecting over 5 million people in over 200 countries. They've changed the way we run our lives. I check my FB more than twice a day on my laptop and phone. It has become my primary source of keeping in touch with my friends from high school, a fact that is both profitable and somewhat sad. I wrote in my first essay for my Media class that if I didn't spend about 130 minutes on FB every day, I could be using that time to make friends in real life, rather than pretending I'm still involved in the lives of my old friends in cyber life. But all our worlds are infected by the enigma that is Facebook. When I came back to my room after the movie, my roommate and her mom were ironically on the site. My first impulse when I sat down at my desk was to check my Facebook, even though I had just done so not 10 minutes before while waiting for the light rail. That's power.
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