Call me naive, but for years I tried to compartmentalize Facebook into a small corner inhabited by a select group of friends. The benefits (or supposed benefits) of taking a more aggressive stance in social media were certainly not lost on me, but when I weighed the professional advantages against the loss of privacy, I always chose my privacy.

But now it’s time for a change. Like acknowledging the truth about Santa Claus, I know now that there is no true privacy if I’m to participate in this world. The alternative is to live off the grid, peddling my comics on the side of the road liked wilted, grubby roses. Facebook is here to stay. So I’m blowing the doors off. While I’ll do my best to keep my image private (surely another of my chimeras), all other cautions will be thrown to the wind. The world is my “friend.”

My website, theragbox.com, will be fed directly to Facebook. The comment system will mingle back and forth like a tide pool. The comics are no longer comics. They’re content. I will run my content across all channels. Blog, bam. Facebook, bam. Twitter, you’re next. iOS apps, just you wait. I will conduct myself like a man on fire, awaiting the cool waters of the internet to wash over me.