I can’t decide if I love you or hate you…
…no matter how many times I use my paper fortune teller or cootie catcher, pictured at right. I keep coming up with different answers to the question: Do I love Mark?
Yes, I do.
No, I don’t.
Yes, I do, like Madonna loves crack.
No, I don’t, like Brad doesn’t really love Angelina.
Okay, yes, I do because I’m a wanker too.
It just keeps going round and round, in an endless “loves you loves you not” cycle.
I love you because you give us the power to defriend on your app.
I hate you because I don’t think your app really knows me yet.
I love you because your advertisers want me. They really want ME body, mind and soul.
I hate you because sometimes my avatars and corks don’t work on games I’m playing on your app.
I love you because you are mostly good to animals (unlike how you were depicted in that apocryphal movie) in that you haven’t clubbed any baby seals and you have helped me with my charley horse (in a roundabout kind of way).
I say, mostly good, because of your treatment of dolphins, which I already have documented in a previous post.
I’m writing this post today for a few reasons: one, I’m reading The Accidental Billionaires by Ben Mezrich, which was the basis for the “apocryphal” movie, and this will count for my Midweek Review post this week; two, because yesterday’s Tribal Blogs blog challenge was to write an open letter to a celebrity and three, because today’s Tribal Blogs blog challenge is to write a post using at least five internal links. I thought this would be a good way to combine all three into one post.
- Why we can’t help liking Mark Zuckerberg (salon.com)
- Rumor suggests Mark Zuckerberg may crash ‘SNL’ (news.cnet.com)
- Papa Zuckerberg calls himself the father of Facebook (theglobeandmail.com)