Facebook, Seriously, You Gotta Be Kidding Me
The new security measures that Facebook has implemented are ludicrous in the extreme.
I am not in California. I am in Virginia. I usually log into Facebook from California. I've never had to think about that fact before, but Facebook has instituted some new security measures to insure that I am me and you are you. Apparently, if you attempt to log into Facebook from an IP address that you don't normally log into, the fine folks at Facebook, concerned with the security of your private data, now want to make sure it's you. Fair enough. In Grand Rapids two days ago, the security measure included a captcha image and my birthday. Perhaps not the most secure question, given that you can find that out on my Facebook page, but, whatever, at least I can answer that one.
When I got to Waynesboro, VA, the security changed to "identify a person in an obscure photo and setting that you may or may not have been involved in." The photos are chosen at random from my friends' photo albums. Not mine. One of the photos last night was from someone else's Jr. High School Yearbook. Today, the first two I was asked to try to identify were profile shots taken at parties. I couldn't even see their faces. No problem, Facebook allows you to say, "I'm not sure" on two photos. But that's it.
So my third photo shows up and it's this one:
Really? These lovely people are all wearing sunglasses. I was not here. I didn't take the photo. I have no context for this photo. I have no idea who this is and if I want to use my account I MUST get all of the photos correct. I can't miss one. I feel like I'm being punked.
Facebook, seriously, you have to be kidding me.
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