

Innocence is lost here. Or is it that the word has taken on an entirely different meaning in these modern times? A fine, thin line is all that remains, and is too easily crossed.

There is danger deep within these bits and bytes, these zeros and ones. Unfortunately, we don't always see it. When did the bits and bytes become a free-for-all that we see as our own "plastic bubble"?
When I brought up my mail website this morning, I saw an article about how Facebook had yanked the account of some girl who had posted a photo of herself in a bathtub -- they yanked it because her elbow "looked like a nipple". Really. How very noble and protective of you to be so concerned about my sensibilities to prevent me from seeing something that may look like a nipple. Awww, why thank you! So I then open my Facebook and there on the righthand side is a feed of "suggested friends, chosen just for (me)!" People I may be interested in sending a friend request to! Isn't that nice of them to hand-pick these people for me?
The problem is, of course, that the one listed had as her photo of herself with this skimpy little shirt on, huuuuuge boobs popping out, hands cradling them and pushing them out, mouth open in an "o" ... hmmmm obviously Facebook feels we have much in common. Perhaps she plays the one game I do, Disney's Animal Kingdom? Perhaps she's interested in travel and cooking ... yes, that must be it! That *must* be why Facebook is suggesting we should be friends.
*sigh*
Social media. It's a wonderful concept, in and of itself. It has so many good points to it. Over my many years of traveling, it has enabled me to stay in touch with the people in my life, a great way to let them know where I am, what I'm seeing. It has also enabled me to renew old friendships with people I went to high school with so very, very many years ago, and those I have met at other times in my life and over my years of travel. Some have even rebuffed my invitation to "get back in touch after all these years". And that's okay, too. I remember when you would meet someone and exchange physical addresses -- now we exchange email addresses and say "are you on (facebook/any other social media)?" We share our lives, our hopes, our cherished memories. So yes, it can be a very good thing.
It's an extension of this thing we call technology.

Or you searched for where to find some ingredient and a few hours later you are waking everyone in the house up with the noise of your cooking some strange dish you happened upon after ten link clicks and all the recipes and photos were making you hungry! And you thought you were just going to do a simple search ;-)
Technology...the Internet...social media.

Wait, what's this? How to make a bomb and where to get the stuff you need to do so. Hmm.
Such a double-edged sword is this thing called technology. A place where such wonderful and good things are embedded among the bad. The ability is here to hide, to lock ourselves into this invisibility and anonymity and, indeed, innocence.
But be careful of the barbed wire fence surrounding this space. Contained within is a world covered in landmines. I wonder if these bits and bytes should come with a warning label ... beware of landmines. Do we know what is hidden inside? We think we do. We say that we are grown-up and "not stupid". But how easy it is to get sucked in -- to say "there is no mine here" and then we take a step. And, unknowingly to us in our innocence, unaware of the unexploded mine buried deep within, we exert the pressure ... just enough pressure ... to blow the solid into bits that rise into the air and rain down onto our heads. And all of a sudden we are standing in the midst of an elaborate puzzle -- one we hope to be able to put back together again.
