It's a shame to see that today's teens are resorting to bullying each other online. I'm not going to bitch about how much of a pain in the ass it would be to have to pay 10¢ a text just to get hated on, but seriously teens: What are you thinking?

First off, texts, calls and emails can all be traced back to you. Sure it might seem anonymous, but even if the hate message was deleted, as Law & Order: SVU (Stabler is my hero) has repeatedly shown us, it never truly disappears. Texts and phone calls are all tracked by the phone companies. Don't be stupid, if you're going to bully somebody, keep it in person, and keep it private--no witnesses. That way if the subject of your taunts narcs on you, there is no hard proof. It's his word versus yours and if you haven't been stupid about things, you can even claim that your target was the one bullying you. The key to getting away with bullying is to leave no trace of evidence: no physical bruising, just emotional scarring, and no written insults, just verbal abuse without witnesses.

The most important thing, though, is that online bullying is a gross perversion of the foundations of the Internet. When I was surfing the Web, as we called it, on my parents' 14k modem in middle school, we understood what the Internet was about: Cybersex!

Back in those days, cybering was the pinnacle of any day spent online. In fact, I'm not even sure what else we used the Internet for (there was no Facebook, no MySpace, no YouTube). Once we were done doing whatever the hell it was we did (maybe we looked up movie times, I don't know), we'd just sign into a random chat room with a funny yet sexy moniker like Supersexpartyguy69 and type in the words, "let's cyber." Next thing you know, you're cybering in front of the whole chat room. Sure someone might tell you to shut up and focus on the subject at hand, usually motorcycle repair, but damn that was a rush. There were never any talks of meeting up in person. When it was over, it was over. But the fun didn't stop there--that's right, the next day you and your friends would share stories about your latest cybering. Nothing spiced up a math class or soccer practice like a good cyber story.

I don't know where you lost your way teenagers, maybe its our fault. Maybe we should have paid more attention to what you were doing instead of just passing on the knowledge of how to override content filters. I just hope it's not too late.