Dream On, Part 1

I had the strangest dream...

I dreamed that not only it was Christmas Day, but we were celebrating the birthday of Brian Eldridge. He was here in my pad with his wife Dene' Donley Eldridge to participate in the festivities we were about to have. For some odd reason, were comparing the frames of our eyeglasses.

As I was going to my kitchen, I say Sister Mary Ella Proffitt from my former church walking around. I then decided to go to my living room to see the other guest and there were a lot of people there. I knew these were my friends, both online and off, but the only one I recognized was Monica Jones and she was holding a conversation with my Mom.

I went outside to see even more guests and I saw First Lady LaKindra Harkins and the Chairman of the Deacon Board Johnnie Proffitt, both from my former church home as well.

In any case, the get together went well and we apparently had a good time. The really odd thing was that my floor was leaking water, which in itself was covered in Cheerios.

My alarm went off. I really need to talk to the doctor about these meds.

You Agreed To The "Terms Of Service"

Allow me to begin by stating that I am in no way an apologist for Mark Zuckerberg, Facebook, or any other social network. With that said...

The above image involving Zuckerberg and Julian Assange inspired me to write this blog. I saw it posted on a non-connection's page on Facebook, and below it were many comments that were complaining about the sites privacy policies. They were also lamenting the fact that there were also some censorship issues in regards to Facebook.

Folks, I'm like this: If you don't like it, no one is forcing you to stay.

I am very much a supporter of freedom of speech, but sadly I feel there's a lot of individuals out there who truly do not where freedom of speech begins or ends. Web sites have certain guidelines we as users, especially of a popular free social network, have to to follow. Contrary to popular belief, we cannot do and say as we please on these sites. To put it in a simpler perspective: If you live in your own place and and you have guests, they have to follow your rules. If you are a guest at the home of someone else, you have to follow their rules.

What in the the hell makes this so darn complicated?

Look, there have been a lot people who have complained about Facebook's policies and such. The thing that befuddles me is that despite all of the discontent, they remain there with there membership account intact. No on putting a gun to their head or anything like that. They remain there for whatever reason(s) they have. I guess they're afraid they might miss out on juicy gossip, drama or something.