Wildy the Journeyman (into_the_wild) wrote,
Wildy the Journeyman
into_the_wild

:: My Problem With Facebook ::


:: My Problem with Facebook ::

I have a problem with Facebook. 
I point my browser to www.facebook.com.
It crashes on me. 
Probably I've been ignoring the requests for more than just a while.
The numbers keep spamming. 

I have been noticing a trend. 
I have been receiving 'pokes', which I occasionally 'poke' back. 
The poker would then initiate a friend request.
Some would skip the poking part completely.
Usually I ignore the request if I see a stranger.
A few irate ignored ones would then berate me for my nonchalance.
Some strangers, are in fact, long lost friends.
Friends, who have the habit of posting, instead of themselves, 
A picture of their kid, or dog, or some inanimate object.
Or a fleshy part of their skin. 
I see the laws of demand and supply at work. 

For this reason, I try not to 'ignore' requests.
I let them hibernate in the inbox.

For the approved 'friends', the trend continues.
"Hi nice to know you, do you have msn?"
My polite reply, "I don't log onto msn these days."

It's true.

I'm too busy replying to facebook messages.
A few, after a few unreplied messages from me, choose to get hurt.
They embark on a warpath of insinuation. 
"Am I too ugly for you?"
"Why are you so selective?"

Facebook then, becomes a PR campaign. 
I learned how to say no without having ever to say no.
You may ask, why stick to all these poking and messaging and the like? 
Because there are still oysters to be found amidst the vast ocean.
And the hopeful one must persist, in this search for friendship
For the soulmate that we've been waiting to meet, all along.
Since our last lives.

Then again, with a warchest of 'friends'
I notice that I barely know most of them. 
That is a clear example where quality matters more than quantity.
So what shall one do?
Impose a heavy-duty filter, and stick to friends that can discern
My right middle toe from my left,
Or acquiesce with a light filter, for all that know me for my name?
I wonder.

Honestly, though, I miss Livejournal.
For a series of blog entries reveal more than a profile.
Surely it takes more effort to articulate what one feels.
Than to paste a picture of fancy, and call it a day.

And then, I realise. 
I have been posting less, and poking more.
The latter is easier.
Time to rouse.


(ramble ramble ramble)


Tags: introspection
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