The Boston Globe Magazine has an article this week entitled “A Nation of Voyeurs” that speaks about the new phenomenon of checking out people via Google. It’s a bit scary.
Amanda had been dating him for about a month. She liked his laid-back style, dug his shaved-head approach to male pattern baldness. Then, late one night, she received an e-mail from him containing a few angry words and a link to a short story she had written for an obscure online zine.