We all have those friends on Facebook that constantly complain about Facebook. The ones that insist they are leaving “I’m gonna jump! I’m outta here” yet they are still there. Shutting down for a week because they “need a break”. The fact that people need a break tells you something about how jacked up it is even using it.
I’m old. I used to be on Myspace. Hell I am so old when I was in high school there wasn’t even any internet. I remember right after college our friend spent two grand on a home computer raving about how he will be connected to the world. I told him he wasted his money as all he ever played was Doom. Hey you sit and stare at your computer we are gonna go see a band and be social. Weirdo.
Now everyone sits and stares at their computers. We are all weirdos.
Don’t get me wrong, I love the internet. Anything I need to know I can find online. Anything I want to buy I can find online. I can write this and you can read it because of the internet. Pretty groovy. This morning I looked up recipes for zucchini, as that’s starting to become abundant in my garden, and stumbled upon info about a gardener certification class from the local college.
Along with the quest for knowledge however there is also a quest for connection. I think that was the initial draw of the Myspace and Facebook websites. Contact with others. However i think it does just the opposite. It’s giving us just enough interaction to acknowledge each other but takes away the desire to talk, to hang out, to socialize. I see that person every day is what we think. There is a picture of them! I miss people less because there they are.
But they really aren’t.
I thought when we moved having Facebook would keep me connected to my friends. It doesn’t. Hell I just found out people I thought we were friends with were coming all the way to our town and driving right past where we live to get to their vacation spot. They never thought to say “hey let’s meet up” it’s only been three years since we have seen them. We see each other online so it’s like we never left I guess. This isn’t the first time this has happened. Our state is a tourist mecca after all.
A dear dear friend came to visit recently. I was so excited to see her in person. I thought we had kept in contact via Facebook and knew what was up with her and her life and happiness. Not. Even. Close.
Then I look over my Facebook page and realize it’s I post a picture and people comment. Other people post a picture I say “haha” or “great picture” and that’s as about as deep as it goes.
Sometimes when people really want to talk I get a message. It’s like you gotta leave the public bubble to say what you really think and then dive back into surfing for photos to thumbs up or comment on. Well I have email and text, and a phone so I don’t need messenger.
Then there are the trolls, the troublemakers, the spelling nazis, the ‘preaching to the choir’ types. When you have to defend your beliefs or call out an asshole on the internet you are wasting your life.
I had actually declared a type of radio silence on my Facebook for a couple weeks. I came back to keep checking to see if my friend had her baby. Then got sucked in again to the time waster. Oddly enough she lost said baby and heartbreakingly posted a pic of him that the hospital took. My heart broke for her but seeing his beautiful little face on there just unsettled me.
How do I continue to post about my dinner, my garden, my kid, or my dogs? Seems trivial.
There is nothing left on Facebook I need to see. No news I need that I can’t get elsewhere. My love of photos is filled on Instagram where strangers post art and life imitating it.
I am done.
Have you ever tried to delete your Facebook page? It’s not easy . For some the actual action is tough. It’s an addiction. What I am saying is it’s really hard to delete your page. You can deactivate it but ITS STILL THERE. They know 95% of the people will come back. All you have to do is log back in. It’s like you never left.
Deleting it is a series of hoops to jump thru. It’s possible. They just don’t make it easy.
The conspiracy theorist in me wonders why that is.
Now log off
And go outside and play.