Monday, July 18, 2005

A concern

So, I am seriously thinking about shutting this blog down. Mr. Marx (hahaha, isnt he funny?) has taken several of my posts, going all the way back to the conception of this blog, and put them on his own blog, along with pictures of Ian, Mary and I. He took comments I made out of context, and to be honest, I am really bothered by what he has done. A friend of mine equated it to cyber-stalking. Now, I should probably not be surprised or upset by this, right? I mean, I have been putting personal information and pictures on the web for a while now. What bothers me is that I chose to put that stuff where I put it, and if I still have a modicum of control over that information. I can shut down my blog if I want. Mr. Marx has stolen my information, and pictures without even a by your leave, and that really really bothers me. It bothers Dave too, who was also one of Mr. Marx's (did I mention how clever and ironic his chosen name is?) targets. It bothers Dave so much that he has shut down his blog for good. I dont know if Anne and Janet have seen the blog, they too were victims of this funny little joke. One of the things that bothers me the most is that this person is likely someone we know, and speak too. Whoever it is has also justified his actions by calling it a "social experiment." Right. Keep your experiment away from me and my family, asshole.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Aye, that makes two of us. WTF?! I wish I had a hacker on line to remove his stench from the Net. Sorry to hear YOu might take yours down too. :(

Emmett said...

I have a whole bunch of people who know my name in an entirely different context, though, via work. I decided I really didn't feel comfortable with how open I had been, not only with my own identity but with those of my friends.

The stuff you talk about is pretty innocuous and none of it can be used to harm you. Still, for me seeing all that information collated and laid out... even though I had revealed all of it willingly... cast it in a sinister and very creepy light. Somebody actually went through all that trouble, it was chilling. I didn't like it and I felt exposed, and if it was Mr. Marx's intention to creep me out and "teach me a lesson", then mission accomplished. I feel bad that I've given him that power, but then I should have been more careful in the first place.