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The Antisociality of Social Media: Spies Like Us?

BREAKING: MEDIA NEWS: Millions outraged by reports of a massive spying by the National Security Agency have taken to social media to share the intimate details of their lives in protest.

Mary Jean Andreson of Cornerville, WI posted this on Facebook in response to the NSA scandal: "Why the heck does the NSA care that my husband is a no good, lazy crumb who never takes the trash out?"

Kevin Treadway of Penooka, MO also expressed his outrage by sharing the details of his dating life on Facebook: "Dumped again. Girls suck. So what if I chew my food with my mouth open and talk while drinking? You've never seen beer trickle down someone's chin? Come on! I'm never asking anyone out again. EVER!!!! Got that, NSA?????????

Susan Leapletter of Turnbridge County, TX, who was --feeling crappy, was even more irate with her status update: "My boss and coworkers are such a losers! Who cares if I took extra office supplies home. Doesn't EVERYONE?!?!?!? Why do I put up with this crap? Got some answers for me, NSA! Spying pondscum!"

The backlash is not confined to Facebook. Twitter has been jammed with tweets tagged #HeyNSA and #GetThisNSA, among others.

@StinkyOne tweeted 'No sense in getting up today. Report due. Not done! #GotThatNSA

@CoolMoeMe was among the twitter uses expressing frustration with: '@MileyCyrus keep the wrecking balls coming, girl! #FYeahNSA

Social media users want answers. And it is clear that they will keep asking the questions on social media until they get some.

UPDATE: Reports have now surfaced that millions others have begun reading the details of the lives of millions as posted on social media outlets. It is unclear if this will be followed by liking, commenting and sharing. Stay tuned for more information.

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