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It was a simpler and sillier time

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Gather around young ones, and let me tell you of a time when social media was something quite different. This was a time, 10 years ago or more, when the power that could be used for election interference and genocide incitement was a mere twinkle in a tech billionaire's eye.

Way back then you had a page, and people would come to your page to see your status. Your status would be something like "is not looking forward to having to mow the lawn", or "can't wait to see The Hurt Locker''.

It might be hard to believe, but some of us were unconvinced we needed this in our lives. We thought ''why would anyone need to visit my page, however cool I've dressed it up with pictures and stuff? Isn't this whole thing a bit, you know, narcissistic?".

But we'd be persuaded by how much fun our colleagues were having posting comments on each other's pages in random languages like Esperanto or binary code, so we'd sign up too. It was fear of missing out, not yet known as #FOMO.

If someone was going to ask if we were up for a beer tonight (Biero i-vespere?), we'd want to be able to jump on an online translater and reply by covering their page in the 0s and 1s of binary to say "sure, Filthy........

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