Methinks that Facebook is like heaven: reconnecting with "long-dead" friends, meeting new friends and meeting friends of friends. Without end. All in the same environment. Giving and receiving gifts. Sharing joys. And new things. And fun pictures.
Methinks that "the hermeneutics of suspicion" needs to be replaced not only with "the hermeneutics of trust," but the "hermeneutics of happiness," or better, simply "trust the happiness" (because it's real). Sorrow is real, too, but it has an end. Happiness has no end.