The Unconversation
This is just a quick aside to get everything I can think of about this new Facebook thing off my chest.
Attention Stalkers: this is your second coming. This is your messiah. I went to take a shit a little while ago and when I got back I had been poked. Have you ever been poked taking a shit? There's a Facebook group now. "I used to poke shit with a stick but now I use Facebook". It's out of control.
The "social networking" frenzy is really starting to dominate our college-culture. Now, I mean no hypocracy when I say that I'm not gonna delete my Facebook or anything. It's too conveinient. But I will not poke. I will not update my status. I will look at drunk-ass pictures of my friends and dumb sluts, and I will answer my messages. Thus ends my list of uses for Facebook.
This really isn't a post, or even a well-thought out rant, but still. Also, I've updated my previous post to include a PicasaWeb Album of images from the party. Picasa (a la Google) has an online service now similar to Flickr, but it's a little easier to use. More to come.
The new Facebook scares the shit out of me. I don't want to know exactly what any of my friends are doing at any given moment. It's like big brother, except people are actively providing the info.
I had a huge problem with MySpace from the get-go, but at least they were only a tool for stalkers/pedophiles. I feel like FB is trying to make stalkers/pedophiles out of all of us.
"I mean, come on, there's only a select few that I choose to stalk, but now I'm being forced to stalk others that I don't even want to." - J Farmer.