--random fun, like most of my journals, don't take it seriously --
I've been asked by the unlikeliest of folks to make a Facebook account, and sometimes I feel my resolve weaken. But, every time I get the inkling of an urge to create a Facebook account, I just go "nyuuuurrrggh" and wilt under the pressure as all the reasons why it can fuck off descend on me like an avalanche of fish faeces.
I actually don't have much of a problem with the idea of a social networking site. I've always liked having a little column online where I could put my thoughts and share my experiences. More than anything though, I like the idea of having all my contacts consolidated and neatly organized, like an OCD office worker. I don't deny there are benefits to, say, the plethora of redundant Google services my new phone tries to foist off on me, including Google+.
But, since I occasionally get asked why I don't have an FB account, sometimes by furries, sometimes by my friends' middle-aged mothers (not creepy, no, not at all), I thought I'd toss it out there.
Basically, I have no problem with G+ or FB, but it doesn't fit how I think the internet should be used. First and foremost, I suck as a tourist, I never take pictures and I don't really care to view other people's pictures; so the whole idea of going out for a night and taking pictures of your unnaturally photogenic face doing... the same shit everyone else with a life was doing that Saturday night (getting shitfaced at their local) just bewilders me. Especially because I'm not photogenic. I'm hideous. Cameras worldwide have formed a union to protest having to take my picture, and I'm being sued for $7,545,348 because I once visited a Hall of Mirrors at a local fair.
I don't see why it needs to be done, and I only reluctantly take pictures of anything. Even though I actually love photography, I just suck at it.
That's pretty much the entire deal with Facebook: why does this need to exist?
We all have email, and yet we've added this layer of obfuscation - and ironically sacrificed privacy - to our communications by using this social media stuff. People contact me all the time online, and yet maybe .5% of all communication I receive is through email. It never used to be that way; if you want to get in touch with someone, do so. With THEM. Email rocks! It's so convenient and versatile, and it's still preferred by office drones worldwide, but instead we're doing this now! It's like rocking up at a friend's house with a letter.
"Hey, dude! Not seen you in years! I have a letter for you. Excuse me, I'm just going to nail it to the front of your house and send copies to your boss. Oh hey, yeah, there's a picture of my dog shagging a cucumber sandwich in there, sorry about that. Think your boss will mind?"
Online, given most people I trust with my personal details are a phone call or email away, and the rest are people with whom I don't really want to share too much, I literally don't see any point outside of inviting trouble. I'm sure it'd go down just wonderful if my mum checked out my Facebook and had to ask who YiffPuppy92 is, and why she, he, or it was licking me.
The blurring of my social groups somewhat means that I can't conveniently indulge in social media. It's a bit of a pain in the ass.
Maybe one day I'll bother with it. Thus I will expedite people sending me more pointless junk (that could've been emailed), pictures of them getting sloshed at a stripclub (that nobody needs to see, ever) and whinging about how bad their day and life and job is to me (and to absolutely everyfuckingbody else) at the cost of my privacy because FB is run by fucking COBRA, apparently.
Maybe I'll need a frontal lobotomy first.
6 years, 9 months ago
16 Jun 2012 10:05 CEST