Thanks to Hal and his withering sarcasm, and thanks to F/book and their proof of spying on everyone's computers, I have now deleted the Yahoo account with which I used to register with them.
I have also gone into a gmail account and deleted all the contacts because I am in no doubt that F/book will have that account too. This is because all the relatives I was so naively trying to "friend" were in there.
I am the last person on earth who should have gone to F/book. I should have obeyed my instincts which are usually sound, in telling me not to do something which is anyway unnecessary.
I've also checked my own profile here, to see which email address I supplied. It's another Yahoo one. If it had (STUPIDLY) been my main work one, I would have changed that too.
I have also considered asking how one deletes oneself from here, but (obeying instincts) I do not want to do that, yet. It's a good free resource, better than Apple's own user forums. However, should I decide to delete myself from here, how do I do that?
Thanks for any replies from non-sarcastic Mods or Admins.
For the benefit of posterity, may one ask:
"Why?" ?
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FWIW, i think that FTM is really cool when it comes to this sort of thing (data collection). Meaning: i don't notice ANY going on at all.
OTOH, when **posting** a forum message at places like
macosxhints, Macworld, MacRumors, MacNN, etc., etc.,
those sites seem to be reading all kinds of stuff (from our end of the network) which amounts to a noticeable "upload" larger than just the text contained in our posted message.
E.g., if i post "Hello World" in one of
those forums, i can see a lot of data being transmitted to their server. . . a whole LOT more than just those 12 chars. What exactly it is that they're logging i'm not sure.
Not so here, as far as i can see.
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Finally, facebook is actually a ton of
fun. I'm in touch with school mates and other acquaintances i haven't seen for over 40 years. Some have a bunch of old pics posted, and gangs of us get together [while scattered all over the globe mind you] and make humorous comments, and recount wild adventures of youth. It's a freakin' blast.
None of that could happen via e-mail or over the phone... not even Skype. It'd be a shame if i let some faux-phobia make me miss out on that.
