Where’s my pancakes, read Rodney Bradford’s Facebook page, in a message typed on Saturday, Oct. 17, at 11:49 a.m., from a computer in his father’s apartment in Harlem. At the time, the sentence, written in indecipherable street slang–
Okay, I have to stop them right there. It didn’t say “Where’s my pancakes?” and it wasn’t written in indecipherable street slang. It said “ON THE PHONE WITH THIS FAT CHICK. WHERE’S MY IHOP?” Makes total sense. We’ve all been there. Moving on:
But when Mr. Bradford, a skinny, short 19-year-old resident of the Farragut Houses, was arrested the next day as a suspect in a robbery, the words took on a level of importance that no one in their wildest dreams — least of all Mr. Bradford — could have imagined. They became his alibi. [...] “This is the first case that I’m aware of in which a Facebook update has been used as alibi evidence,” said John Browning, a lawyer and member of the Dallas Bar Association who studies social networking and the law.
Well, I already know what my next facebook status updates are going to be:
- RoboPanda is totally not buying horse tranqs, a trailer, and some pulleys today.
- RoboPanda is at home. It’s very insidey here.
- RoboPanda just heard on the news here AT HOME about that endangered buffalo disappearing from the nature sanctuary.
- RoboPanda is cooking a steak. Delicious.