Now I wonder. My metaphor has always been that online diarying is like having telepathy for others. The concern people have always had about telepahy, beyond the psicops, is of the selection of what one reveals. I am concluding that we don't. It goes beyond mere gossip or telling tales.
Privacy is about the careful sculpturing of one's own environment to certain ends.
Personal opinion and social strategies are often inconflict unless they are held privately. And I say nothing original. And yet, to me this comes as a surprise. Another brick of innocence crumbles from the assumptive walls. If you saw me these days, you'd see a compressed and silent replicant, not human.