NY Times writer Michelle Slatalla relates her experience tormenting her daughter on Facebook in an article entitled “‘omg my mom joined facebook!!’.”
So last week I joined Facebook, the social network for students that opened its doors last fall to anyone with an e-mail address. The decision not only doubled its active membership to 24 million (more than 50 percent of whom are not students), but it also made it possible for parents like me to peek at our children in their online lair.
It’s an amusing article, but it mirrors some of the experiences I’ve had as a grown-up after interacting with teenagers I know in the online world. Many of them seem genuinely shocked that an old fogie like me knows how to log in to a web site let alone create a MySpace or Facebook profile.
Kids need a safe space to interact with one another beyond the prying eyes of their parents. Those kinds of spaces can be hard to come by in the online world, so maybe we should cut them some slack and keep our online profiles to ourselves. On the other hand, it can be so entertaining to torment your children.