Remember when you were a kid and your parents/grandparents told you to put on clean underwear before leaving the house in case you got into a terrible accident?

In today's day and age, the equivalent is what is left behind on social media.

While reading an article about the twelve-year-olds in Wisconsin that are accused of luring a "friend" into the woods in order to prove that Slenderman (an online social media folklore creation) exists, I stumbled upon an article that goes in depth into the parents' Instagram accounts.

Apparently the fact that the father likes "death metal" and the mother had a fascination with skulls makes them culpable for their daughter's decision. This disturbs me, to say the least. As a parent with crows, skulls and pin-up girls around the house, I find home decor and photo sharing choices very rarely inform any parenting decisions I make.

Are we at a place where, through mostly our own actions, literally every choice we made is documented on social media and capable of creating judgment? Are we able to step back enough to live the lives we had 10+ years ago, before Facebook and Myspace and Instagram took over? Do these online lives really decide who we are as people? As parents? Can it make us murderers?