Email changed the world. It changed how we do business, communicate with each other and send information. Facebook essentially took email and added a few features, one of these features being accessibility. This access allows us to be part of each others lives without ever directly communicating. Which, if this were 20 years ago, would be considered stalking.
“Wow Greg your new baby is gorgeous!! I also loved your Mexican vacation pics!”
“What the fuck Alex? I haven’t talked to you in 2 years, those photos are in my bedside table. WHAT THE FUCK ALEX!!!??”
“Hey, thanks Alex!”
I really like the idea of Facebook, I like having a group of friends that I can catch up with and avoid the simple chat. I know what you are doing for work, I know what is new, so when we are on the phone or get together maybe we can get a little deeper. I mean how is life, really?
I also like Facebook for people to express themselves, share interests or promote things they enjoy or are a part of.
Here is why I don’t like Facebook: It’s fucking stupid. Kidding, kind of.
About a year ago I purchased the domain name www.worststatusupdates.com. I haven’t done anything with it other than tell a few people my intentions of setting up a site dedicated solely to horrible statuses, statusi, stati…. that other people have written. So these friends have sent me some really ridiculous statuses, I mean, really ridiculous.
The majority of these “worst statuses” come in the form of a rant that expels massive amounts of personal information and has no semblance of punctuation.
I am certain you all know what I am referring to, and I guess I am just saying that I don’t get it.
We are allowed to select who we want to be a part of our own weird little worlds. These are called relationships. And while I have pretty much all of my best friends as Facebook friends, I feel like it would cheapen our bond to let other acquaintances in on the same communication.
There are levels to all relationships, and my worries are that as we continue down this social media binge our willingness to divulge intimate thoughts and events to a wide array of people blurs those lines.
Along with every other teenage girl, I recently took the test asking “what is your love language?”. I fell heavily into the “quality time” category. Meaning I value quality time over gifts, touch, affirmation or acts of service (i.e. folding laundry or picking up my favorite juice as you walk by the store). I like spending time with people that I like, forming a relationship unique to us and learning from each other. If every relationship is the same then we might as well all be flat. What I mean by that is we all interact in different ways. Without trying to connect and intertwine, we are just two flat surfaces, walls if you will. I think of my relationships more like a climbing wall. It is rare to find someone that climbs to the top the exact same way.
I write this with the next ironic move being to post it online and probably onto Facebook. While this may seem hypocritical, I did say I like people to express themselves. And yes, that sentence is extremely defensive.