Facebook Sucks

Facebook, you Suck!
Facebook is a social networking service.
Dictionary.com gives this definition of a social network:
Any website designed to allow multiple users to publish content themselves. The information may be on any subject and may be for consumption by (potential) friends, mates, employers, employees, etc. The sites typically allow users to create a "profile" describing themselves and to exchange public or private messages and list other users or groups they are connected to in some way.
So why is Facebook demanding this;

Friend Requests Are Only for People You Know.

It looks like you sent friend requests to people you don’t know personally, which isn’t allowed on Facebook.

From now on, please only send friend requests to people you know. Otherwise, you could be suspended from sending friend requests.
I understand the friend request rules above.

My question(s) on this are,
1. How do you know if I know someone or not?
Do you have my life history in front of you?
Orwell is rolling over in his grave!
2. What is it to you?
It aint as if I’m strong-arming someone in to accepting my request!
In addition, the optimal word there is accepting.
If someone feels they are forced to accept any friend request they get, then they need to seek professional help. I don’t think Facebook is going to solve their problems.
3. And lastly, what gives you the right?
Are you Facebook suckers so full of yourselves now that you think you can dictate to someone who they are allowed to be friends with?

God Hates Me

I have to quit my job. The only place that would hire me after being laidoff for 3 weeks, not because I tripped and twisted my ankle, not because I was using $20 a day on gas, or 30 minutes on my phone. Realy not even because the bastard that conned me out of my Grandmas house is now evicting me; but because God hates ME.

December 25, 1983

December 25, 1983 Christmas Day Life seems such a useless title. If I stop I could lose my mind. So I lose you instead. Love’s not so bad. I’ve played around and feel in love. I’ve fooled around with some of the best. And I’ve found that when you take it seriously, you lose it. Love and pain are the same in this mixed up Computerized savage technology monopoly of a world. More than money, jewels, diamonds, pearls or gold more precious than life itself. I can’t deny, I won’t deny my love. Like a gift wrapped up in a mystery I will wait for love to come along. I will just wait for time to catch up to me. Are you free? Watch out! Killer at the wheel looking brave and bold. At what cost was control lost? Sometimes, most of the time, I admit, I slip into my own little world. Fantasy, reality, illusion, time, days and nights. So say the suicidal, high school drug dealer drop-out. I have grown, I have changed. If I could just not remember to forget about it. Fooled into love, fooled by love, fooled by her love. I am crazy man inside my own mind, with a lonely broken heart and soul. My face is turning blue and my eyes are filled from visions from hell. The only thing left to carry on with is the pain. You are not free. Spirits in books, voices on the radio / TV; the reality box. Demonic spirits, poltergeist, or just fears manifesting? Creativity, a form of communicating. An art form, mind control, sublime messages, synthetic life. Exploration, perspective, technology, reflections from the past. Knowledge, wisdom, or stupidity. What about virtues, and love, and freedom? The concept of time does not change but with time comes change. On the path with heart is the fear of pain. Through life comes pain and the knowledge of death. But life and death can never see eye to eye