I logged back onto Facebook a few days ago. My original intention was to create a Fuckfacebook site but didn’t get around to it. Maybe I will soon. Instead I logged onto my own and ‘reactivated’ my ‘online personality’. I hate Facebook down to the bone. So I am on there for a week or so just to take make fun of it. I will be posting absurd updates and untrue statements. Apparently the CIA are watching so I will see how far I get with statements about being a terrorist.
But so far, I have just gotten emails from friends welcoming my return. It’s not unlike a religious sect.
I hate it for so many reasons that you can read about online. The best is from an article in the Guardian about a year ago. Look it up.
“does Facebook really connect people? Doesn't it rather disconnect us, since instead of doing something enjoyable such as talking and eating and dancing and drinking with my friends, I am merely sending them little ungrammatical notes and amusing photos in cyberspace, while chained to my desk? A friend of mine recently told me that he had spent a Saturday night at home alone on Facebook, drinking at his desk. What a gloomy image. Far from connecting us, Facebook actually isolates us at our workstations.
Facebook appeals to a kind of vanity and self-importance in us, too. If I put up a flattering picture of myself with a list of my favourite things, I can construct an artificial representation of who I am”
Tom Hodgkinson
http://www.guardian.co.uk/technology/2008/jan/14/facebook
- J
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