About 12 years ago on my way to my teaching job at Franklin High School in Los Angeles, I was listening to NPR. They were talking about a new social media site named “FaceBook”. I was sort of excited about this because all my students could talk about was “MySpace”and I felt there needed to be competition. I told them that day that a new social media site was just now being born. They poo-pooed the idea and said that “No way will FaceBook replace MySpace”. Welcome to 2016 where people literally live on FB posting from the moment they wake up to when they retire for the evening. It is way too much information that I want to have about anyone I know and it depresses me to know I have friends who have no other life outside of FaceBook.
Facebook is a narcissistic playground. When did anyone start caring about what people had for dinner? I honestly don’t want to hear about your mundane day. People post about how pissed they are that someone cut in front of them on the freeway or that they had woken up with a cold. I call FaceBook, MeBook. After all it is all about you. Guess what, no one really cares. And that whole birthday thing. Really? It’s not like anyone really cares that it is your birthday. Facebook just reminds you and you feel obligated to type “Happy Birthday”. It is meaningless and is just a kneejerk reaction to a prompt. How about sending a card?
When FaceBook started in 2004 it was really fun. People posted about important things happening in their lives. Now, it is just reposts of memes, posters and those stupid tests that hack your account. I’m done with it. It is dumbing down America and I prefer to educate myself from legitimate sources.
FaceBook is a Social Media Site that I want no part of. if you love narcissism, then I say go on with your big bad self and post every minute detail of your day.
I don’t believe I am narcissistic, but I still like Facebook to keep up (sort of) with far away family and friends. Maybe not the best way, but I am not one to talk on the telephone. Just one of my querks.
No, Patsy, you are not narcissistic, and if you enjoy FaceBook or FakeBook as I like to call it, that’s fine with me. I just don’t have time for it. Got too much to do creating art! Making stained glass wind chimes now and loving it!