It’s easy to forget that on the Internet, for all its vast anonymity, there is always somebody watching you. Turns out, Website watchdog is a burgeoning and lucrative career. And since that Facebook photo of you at last weekend’s Edward Fortyhands party probably nixed your shot at Secretary of State anyway, this economy says “if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em.” If you’re looking for a cushy post graduation gig, Facebook alone employs a massive squad of “porn cops” whose mission it is to keep their quaint little site wholesome, free of nipples, bong rips and read more »