L 'other day I spoke with a dear friend of mine (on the facebook chat) and, from a philosophical dissertation and a slightly lower level, discussing the fever that has pervaded us since we started cultivate the 'insane passion of Facebook. Forget myspace, blogger, porn sites and anything 'else so far has kept you glued to the screen of your PC at risk epilepsy Facebook is much worse, is a sweet poison that relies on nostalgia that is in us, enables us to create a real network of friendly contacts, sexual rooted in the past, the Almighty in a delusional sense of escalation invasiveness and found pervasive in the lives of others. We thought so, with my dear friend Laura, to make a collective suicide: x at any given time, everyone we had to cancel our home page, facebook, thus settling a major blow to 'hegemony of the system webbistico it takes her slaves and thus faced with a freedom of meaning is now lost. Yes, I said, is a 'brilliant idea, but the time is not ripe yet. Faithful to a naturalistic conception of things and a bit of historical phenomena, I think the faccialibro, now in its Akme, inevitably will decline to a general flattening. Only then can we, and we will have to give him the coup de grace. In the meantime I will return to write on the blog, I found some material pseudointellectual and blurt out ridiculous on my favorite page. Jesus is with me, do not go our way: and I 's I met on the way to the sea long before he did it on Marian Guzzanti-rome-l' eagle!
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