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Facebooking You

A few months ago, after much halfhearted resistance and some full-hearted reluctance, I took a deep breath, crossed my fingers and made the plunge. I joined Facebook, the increasingly ubiquitous online social networking Web site. Since then, I have bonded with friends, rekindled acquaintanceships and made some new connections, like any user on the site. Less typically, perhaps, I’ve felt the ethical compunctions of a critic within a living scene, grasping a freshly opened can of worms. My initial reservations about joining Facebook had reflected concerns that I was about to authorize a new source of time-suck in my life.

But there soon came a greater danger, and a subtler one. “Nate is figuring out how to work this thing,” I wrote in the first of many status updates linked to my profile. This was the stone cold truth, in more than one sense.

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