I'll be honest: after seeing The Social Network last night, there's a part of me that couldn't help but feel a bit dirty when I logged into Facebook this morning. Granted, it was an incredibly small part of me that was almost instantly ignored by the much larger, more narcissistic part of me that doesn't care about anything but myself, but there was perhaps a second where I paused to consider the shady origins of the social networking site that I was about to enter. Of course, then I remembered that the view of these origins that I had been presented with was almost certainly completely false, but it is a testament to the effectiveness of the film that I would even stop to think about it.
