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An Open Letter to Mark Zuckerberg

Dear Mr. Zuckerberg:

Yesterday was certainly a big day! Congratulations! Your first IPO! Wowza! You’ve worked really hard the past eight years on Facebook, writing and perfecting code, forging alliances, courting investors, and burning the midnight oil who-knows-how-many nights, to make sure it was a success. You also had to put up with those annoyingly persistent, perpetually entitled Winklevosses and their ridiculous legal challenges. Now it’s finally time to harvest the fruit of all that hard work. Congratulations once again.

But as you start count your billions — according to the Wall Street Journal, your stake in FB could be worth as much as $28 billion (my, that’s a lot of fruit!) — I’d like to remind you wouldn’t have bupkis without the 845 million FB users who have been pumping it up with free content for years now. Not to mention all the reams of highly valuable personal data we’ve handed over your servers without complaint, which you in turn peddle to advertisers at a nice premium.

Nothing wrong with that, I guess, it’s the Way of the Web, right?

So, if you want to show a little gratitude to the faceless FB hordes who have helped enrich you, how about spreading a little of the wealth around, Mark? (Do you mind if I call you Mark? It’s my name too!) You could give each of your  hundreds of millions of  users a small amount, a tiny token of personal appreciation, for making you a multi-multi-billionaire before you’ve even turned 30, while most of your former Harvard classmates are still struggling to pay off their college loans. You could pay them—say, 10 bucks a head?—and still have $20 billion left over for yourself.  You’d barely miss that $8 billion, but think of the good will it would buy! And the publicity! You’d still have enough left for a big house in the Palo Alto and a garage full of Maseratis, if that’s your thing (which I don’t think it is). You’d be sharing your wealth, just like Oprah does with her studio audience, but on a much vaster global scale. They’d probably write you up in People magazine.  Think of it as pioneering a new form of peer-to-peer micro-philanthropy.

Anyway, it’s something to consider. If you want to send me my $10 via PayPal, I’ll forward you my email. Wait a minute, you know that already. Silly me.

What is it that you kids say?

“Just sayin’.”

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Facebook is Creeping Me Out, A Little

There’s something about Facebook that I can’t figure out.  Maybe you can help. scared

Background: I’ve been on FB for about a year or so.  I’m a pretty selective user, that is I don’t “friend” everybody and anybody that I might have shared a cup of coffee with since I was six-years old—the type of user I call a “Facebook slut” who promiscuously  links to hundreds of others.  (Hey, if the shoe fits….)  I’m linked to about 50 or so people, mainly old friends from high school and college, and a few former professional colleagues.

Recently, however, Facebook has suggested that I “friend”—I’ll never get used to using that as a verb—some people who are new acquaintances.  And what’s puzzling me is that these are individuals who I’ve been introduced to in a strictly professional context, and there are no pre-existing social webs between us that I’m aware of.

My question: How does Facebook know that I know these people? 

Of course, at its techno-heart, social-networking websites such as Facebook and Linkedin are just extraordinarily powerful relational databases.  That’s how they can recognise and suggest other people that you might know.  If you’re a friend of John, and John is a friend of Mary, it’s a pretty short logical leap to suggest that you might be a friend of Mary’s, too.

Likewise, if I graduated from Kegger U. back in 1979 (the parties! You wouldn’t believe!), and you attended dear old K.U.  at the same time, there’s a good chance we might know each other. (Whether we can remember anything is a different question.)  All Facebook’s computers have to do is seek those similiarities and match us up.  It’s the same for jobs—look for people who toiled, say, at Superior Frostbite Technologies, Inc., at the same time and then suggest they link to each other.

But let’s look at these two new acquainteances that Facebook has proposed to me. We have no shared educational experiences, work histories, or social overlaps that I’m aware of: 

  • Person No 1 is a real-estate agent who lives 100 miles from me, in northwest Connecticut.  Late autumn, I contacted her to explore the possibility of purchasing a plot of land adjacent to a summer cabin I own there.  We have since spoken on the phone maybe a half-dozen times and exchanged  less than a dozen emails.  (Nothing ever came of my real estate bid, btw). In fact, I have never met this woman face-to-face and I’m unaware of any mutual friends or acquaintances.  She happens to have a rather unusual last name, however, and earlier this year, Facebook plucked her from the 3.5 million people who live in Connecticut and popped her name up on my screen.
  • Person No. 2 works at a non-profit organization in New York where I have been doing some pro bono work since April.  Since then, I’ve emailed him a couple of times week to let him know when I’ll coming into the office.  No other social/professional cross-over that I’m aware of.  Yet somehow Facebook has pulled him from its ranks of 200 million registered users as being “friend-worthy”.

 What flummoxes me is how the hell does Facebook know of my connection to these people?  

 I can think of three possible explanations:

  1. This is an ultimate case of six-degrees of separation and there are deep, hidden connections that I am unaware of but that Facebook’s all-powerful Brainiac-like digital cortex can easily discern.  (Why, your great-great uncle Albert is a dead ringer for the no-good ice man who ran away with my second-cousin, once-removed, Bertha, who later was lost on the  Carpathia in 1918.  Wait a minute!….)
     
  2. Pure chance.  Call this the Rick Blaine explanation: “Of all the gin joints, in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into mine.” Possible, but unlikely outside of Casablanca. 
     
  3. Somehow Facebook is reading my email, or has gained access to the address book located on my home iMac.

Explanation No. 3 is not impossible.  Indeed, a few months ago I downloaded a piece of third-party software that allowed me to download my friends’ Facebook profile pictures to my iMac address book and trusty Palm PDA. (Yeah, at my advance age I often forget what my friends look like.)  I was unaware of granting any license, however, to Facebook to record on its servers the contents of my personal contacts list and use it for it for FB purposes.

But that’s the only plausible explanation I can think of.  And if it’s true, I think it qualifies as a significant invasion of privacy. 

Does anybody out there have any other ideas?  I’d love to hear ‘em. 

 

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