I appreciate facebook, I really do. Not just because it lets me keep up on everybody’s birthdays, but because it serves as my window onto the world, a way of connecting to what is going on. In this highly complex civilization we live in there is far more going on than any one person can ever keep track of.
There is the world of art where, apparently, new genres are emerging all the time, the world of music, the world of cinema, the world of helpful hints for the home and garden, the world of weather, the world of politics, and the world of science. The vast, amazing, ever changing world of science. So, facebook serves as sort of a filter. I don’t have to go scouring the internet for cool stuff because I have friends who do. Just today I saw this and this and this, because sometimes you want to be informed, sometimes you want to be inspired, and sometimes you just need a bloody good laugh. If you get all that, it’s a good day.
Something Inspiring
Having said that, it could be improved. My filter could stand a bit of a cleaning. I do, apparently, know a lot of people who post an awful lot of crap.
If you are “testing” to see who reads your wall, or who your true friends are, you can just go ahead and assume I’ll fail the test.
I do not care to try and see the number eight amid a sea of nines. That does nothing to improve my mind, or make my day a better one. I am perfectly happy to take your word for it that it is there.
“The first two words you see describe your sex life.” No, they don’t.
The color you’re wearing and the object to your left is your new band name. No, it’s not. I’m not in a band, but if I were I would hope that we’d be able to choose a name without resorting to that. How uncreative can you possibly be?
Take the first letter of your first name, the first letter of your last name, look at the chart, and now you have your blues name, your gangster name, your hobbit name or whatever. I’m actually pretty happy with my own name.
I don’t want to take any quizzes to see which literary character I am, which Harry Potter character I am, which city I should live in, or any of that stuff which has no bearing at all on who I really am or what I’m actually interested in.
So stop posting that shit, O.K.? Or not. Whatever floats your boat. But if there was a way to block “all posts that, IMHO, are crap,” I would do it.
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