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你的关注，我的烦恼 　　社交网络不是年轻人的专属，一些不甘落后的父母也在追赶这一潮流。突然之间，长大离家的孩子似乎又变得近在咫尺，指尖一触，他们每天的生活状态尽在眼前。社交网络仿佛为父母架起了一台超级望远镜，他们因重新参与子女的生活而兴奋不已。可在千里之外，孩子们却在心里大声说——Stop following me！ 　　Ishould have known I was in trouble. Before I arrived home for a regular family visit， my dad asked a special request of me： “Katherine， since you are such an expert on social media， I need to sit down with you for a tutorial1） when you’re in town.” 　　“Sure，” I agreed. “I’ll be happy to show you some things.” 　　My dad， while perhaps not always great at operating gadgets， has always been an early adopter. He was the first person I knew to have a BlackBerry， and he rushed out to buy an iPad when it came on the market. And he’s always been keenly interested in the influence of technology. While I have friends who giggle about parents who share a joint email address and find text messaging wildly complicated， I thought： “Good for Dad. He’s really making an effort to learn.” 　　My dad had signed up for Twitter but was a little baffled by some of the finer points. Would I mind showing him if there was a way to see all of his followers clearly？ And how does one retweet？ As promised， I sat down with him and set him up with TweetDeck. I showed him how to use the retweet button， and linked his Twitter and Facebook accounts. “This is so cool！ And helpful！ I really feel totally set up now. Thanks so much， Katherine，” he gushed. All in a day’s work2）. 　　When I set up Dad’s account， I noticed that because he followed so few people， it was mostly just filled with my tweets. Some time shortly after that， I realized that my dad seemed to be reading every single thing I tweeted. If I tweeted something that had anything to do with my life， like asking for a restaurant recommendation， mentioning I was going to a concert， or making an observation about a business meeting， I’d receive a prompt email with his two cents3） about where I should go， or telling me to have a grea0t time， or asking me how the meeting went. 　　I ini