Tom Anderson is no ordinary guy. At this moment, he has 74,010,636 so-called friends. Tom is my friend and he might even be your friend, too. But who is this guy who seems to be more popular than white bread?

Tom Anderson is one of the creators and the face of the extremely popular social networking and free Internet site, MySpace.com. If you haven’t heard about it, chances are good you might have also missed the moon landing.

MySpace allows you to create a personal site and profile where you can share your pictures and daily thoughts about life, death and ingrown toenails with your loved ones.

You can customize and construct your sweet little space until you get carpel tunnel syndrome.

Whoever signs up on MySpace gets Tom as their very first friend. He is also the first person who writes you a little message. That is so very sweet of Tom. Tom really cares about you.

Every time I sign on, I see a little message where Tom says that he and his buddies are repairing features on the Web site that are not working.

Just imagine poor Tom spending his date nights lonely at home, eating pork rinds and fixing the site, when he could be out partying with the half-naked girls that litter the pages of MySpace. All this effort, just so you and I can blog about the price of tea in China. Poor Tom, he really deserves our love.

Some people might think it is cute that a guy, who, according to Forbes, earned $580 million after selling MySpace to media mogul Rupert Murdoch’s News Corporation last summer, still can’t afford someone who can take a decent picture of him.

We trust Tom. But would we be so trusting if Rupert Murdoch was the first friend on our list? Would we still want to post a blog about where the underage-keg party will be on Friday night? Consider the recent incident on the anniversary of the Columbine massacre, where a similar situation was averted because the perpetrators bragged about it in their MySpace blog. They were caught before they could carry out their evil plan. Because of Tom, hundreds of high school kids will be able to eat their breakfast cereal in peace. In a way, he is a super hero.

Some people seem to forget that every bit of information we post on the Internet is available for everyone to read.

Your latest crush might think it’s cool to see you and your underage friends raiding your parent’s liquor cabinet and smoking funny cigarettes, but your parents and the FBI might not really think it’s that funny.

Sites like MySpace might disillusion us. But a site like this is great for connecting and promoting. Do you like to paint pictures of road kill, but the people in your town do not really appreciate this kind of art? I am sure you can find someone there who does. If you play in a heavy metal band and the only people that generally show up at your gigs are relatives, then MySpace is good for promotion.

Tom might be a nice guy in real life who thinks about world peace occasionally. But don’t post anything anywhere without forgetting that really anybody and everybody might read it – even your own mom.