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I could have treated you better But you couldn't have treated me worse But he who laughs last is he who cries first Sometimes I feel I know strangers better than I know my friends Why must a beginning be the means to an end? The stones from my enemies these wounds will mend But I cannot survive the roses from my friends When the last word has been spoken and we've beared witness to the final setting sun All that shall remain is a token of what we've said and done When all we've had has been forsaken And distant church bells no longer ring That's the sound of a heart taken and the story of tears from a king The stones from my enemies these wounds will mend But I cannot survive the roses from my friends This may be the last time I see you Forgive me for holding you close This may be the last time I see you So of this moment I will make the most This may be the last time I see you But if you keep me in your heart together we shall be eternal If you believe we shall never part The stones from my enemies These wounds will mend But I cannot survive the roses from my friends

I've found it interesting how some people on the net will confide to absolute strangers things that they wouldn't dare talk about with real life friends.

Internet can act as a good pressure vent sometimes because the anonymity removes a lot of inhibition.

I've watched the beginnings of electronic communications,  and fidonet through dialup bbs systems. Played with IRC - I am a botmaster from way back, played with Mosaic and Cello in the early years and wondered where it was all going to end.

It has changed quite a lot about how we live and even think, and initially opened things up for a lot of very strange individuals who in the pre-internet days used to haunt libraries, until it became mainstream.  

On the whole, the impact has been positive rather than negative.