The cactus on the digital window sill

Josh was telling me how people now seem to live their lives in display windows.

I wonder why people still feel and react to governments spying on people. The compulsion to declare more about even the inner recesses of our beings seems almost overwhelming. Facebook and Orkut statuses, picture stories, wall posts, and scraps. Laid out like lurid dirty linen of our individual participation in the digital reality show.

I blog and twitter. Facebook statuses showed 'single' even before anyone could ask when Akhilesh and Puja 'split'. Piyu had a kid. So did Agnes. Picture stories on Facebook shared the joy. Smriti poured out her heart and life story of loves, men, and cities. On Joe Pinto's blog. I traced Esha trawling through LlinkedIn and a few more social network sites.

I wonder why we still feel edgy about privacy when we are ready to broadcast anyways.