<img alt="" src="/imagedata/2010/jun/nanjappa.jpg" align="left" border="0" />Let's get a few things clear here: Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth has not joined Facebook. But she has condescended to grant Facebook the right to host a page in her name. If the social networking site was run by one of her loyal subjects ufffd and not by a crass American who can't trace his genealogy back two generations ufffd the site would now carry a "By Appointment to Her Majesty" under its logo. It certainly didn't hurt that Facebook's home page is a royal blue. She sniffs approvingly as she signs in and bestows knighthoods on friends who amuse her for the day. A quick look at her profile allows you to see her smiling in various official photographs. There she is in Buckingham Palace, getting off her aircraft in Kenya, being crowned Queen of all she surveys, and with her beloved dogs (the corgis that is, not the husband and sons). One of her albums is titled "Hats and Legs". And rumour goes that the erstwhile Royal Equerry In Charge of Facebook Updates, Sir Harry Pinkerton-Smith, was thrown into the Tower for this diplomatic boo-boo. Those who get on to the page to catch candid pics of Lizzie lying drunk with a magnum of Moet will be disappointed. There are no personal status updates (so no tee-heeing snippets with the royal ladies-in-waiting.) You can't upload snaps of the Royal Family (so no rude pictorial comparisons of horses and Camilla ufffd rude to the horses, that is.). You can't comment on anything (So no Harry going "Grandma you're a royal pain in the butt"). You can't tag pics of them caught unawares (so no captures of Philip putting his hand up a chambermaid's skirt). And you definitely cannot do anything as familiar as, heavens forbid, poke Her Majesty. But now that's she on, a few political leaders are moving with the times and signing up as well. Sonia Gandhi is quickly adding friends to her page. She knows once you're friends on Facebook, and view each other's status messages every morning and get close enough to be top friends, you can't get stabbed in the back by them, now can you? Yeddy, the man, who self-vowedly, can read the pulse of the masses, is now getting ready with his own page. The story goes, that he's so taken up by Farmville, he spends a rather substantial chunk of his time on the game. Only he hasn't figured out that it is a little different from real life: and that all those acres of land that he's acquiring, aren't going to him in actuality. His peons shudder to think of what's going to happen, when someone actually musters up the courage to break the news to him. The Queen, meanwhile, is now in a little tizzy. Should she publicly add commoners like Kate's parents to her family list? Gosh! Social networking can sometimes really put you in touching distance of the plebeian!

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Let's get a few things clear here: Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth has not joined Facebook

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