FREE SPEECH ZONE | Breaking up the Body

   Between the short time of arriving home after a screaming fight and putting groceries away, my girlfriend Dana did something that eased her mind.   “I defriended you on Facebook,” she told me after we had made up. “I didn’t want you reading my Wall.”At this point, Dana and I were sharing a small one-bedroom apartment. Her laptop rested on one half of the kitchen table and my computer desk was a chair’s distance away. The kitchen where she often cooked our meals was the size of a foyer in a typical home and literally right inside of the door entrance.   In other words, it was not difficult-if not impossible-to not know what she was up to. Was the online world different? Continue Reading