"Remember, remember the 11th of Novem ... uh ... January. The Facebook treason and plot; I see no reason why the Facebook treason should ever be forgot."
I finally relegated Facebook by deactivating my account. I understand that my digital imprint is still going to be out there, but that wasn't why I broke ties with the social networking giant. I went western show-down on Facebook, because it is the gateway drug to being a full-on creeper. Stalking is now socially acceptable, and that freaks me out. I wasn't worried about having to fend off strange, hairy, overweight, cheeto-crumb-infested maniacs ... I was worried that I'd become one.
Here's to old-school human interaction.
Cheers.
6 comments:
but how are you going to know when it's my birthday?!!!!
welcome to the non-facebooking club.
I would have to admit that in the early days of facebook I would stalk a little. I don't even see how this is possible now that the site is so overwhelmingly busy.
I check my inbox. I check my wall. I comment on people's status updates. I don't even like checking photos. It's too overwhelming.
Jealous. I hate facebook. If I didn't have to have it for work it'd have the boot.
Eric says that facebook is for pedophiles and perverts... and so is your blog.
Dear Anonymous,
I imagine that your are referring to Eric Ranes, who prefers that I not mention his name on my blog. Yes, he would actually be correct.
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