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Facebook..for EVER!

I knew it was a bad idea signing up to that thing! :-)

I did know about not being able to delete your account, but it's one of those things, you only want to be able to do it in concept, you want the option, but might well never use it.

I know I wouldn't actually bother deleting my MySpace, Bebo or Facebook accounts, mainly because I occasionally get contact from people through them, there's nothing on them that's 'dodgy', and they're an amusing way to while away some time sometimes (but would people puhlease stop trying to turn me into a vampire on Facebook?!!?).

But what about those people who signed up with their 'proper' name, then reconsidered their membership later? I know of people who've adopted a child, and don't want the childs 'interesting' family to be able to find them after...how do they get themselves off it? Or the people who've unfortunately become the object of some over-attentive online friends obsession?

I assume Facebook will sort this issue out pretty fast, they seem to be very good at being responsive when problems are pointed out. In fact, maybe the peeps in charge of Facebook should have been running HMRC?

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Once you're on your on for life! You essentially sign your soul over to Facebook when you register...
22 November 2007 at 16:29
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