Facebook is so Yesteryear

I am bored with Facebook, I am bored of keeping tabs on who is drinking coffee, or who went to work but wishes they hadn’t. I am bored with having to sift through the “top news”, which is really just the inane mental vomit of the people I know, to get to the one or two actually meaningful status updates from other people I know.

I have culled, I have restructured, and I have updated my privacy settings countless times. It seems for every move I make, there is another update that comes out to royally fudge up the whole shebang. And then there is the litany of complaints from everyone who doesn’t like the change of a FREE service. Boo hoo.

I don’t even want to know what I am going to have to do with my page when the new “timeline” gets implemented. Seriously? Isn’t that why I have a Picasa account? WTH??

This is my Facebook rant.

What else? Facebook has become overrun with corporations trying to stay plugged in to the public vein, pumping us all with more advertisements, basically, a guerrilla invasion of the private domain. Everything has a fan page, to the point that I no longer care to look at my page for the most part. Another annoying facet: Facebook has become the new playground, the proverbial High School Cafeteria for adults.

I spent too much of 2009 – 2011 glued to my phone getting status updates for the drama that was unfolding around me, with my friends, my church, and the biggest bombshell of them all: my husband’s end of deployment marked with his end of service in the Navy.

Facebook was the arena for many contested battles over the supremacy of the family readiness group** I spearheaded. Which eventually was wrestled from my command in a well-orchestrated non-violent coup after it was whispered about by the leadership that my husband was defecting from military service for (gasp!) a better-paying job out-of-state, where his expertise would actually be appreciated & compensated rather than exploited!

Yes, I am bitter about how all that went down. Needless to say, I spend an evening very happily “unfriending” every contact I had made in that organization, deciding it was best to just make a clean break of it all since I was not in the habit of pretending to be friends with people who were so ready to sell me down the river and stab me in the back for nothing more than pole positioning.

I don’t know which was worse, having to unfriend people on Facebook, or having to have had people to unfriend in the first place. And there’s another pet peeve: new words have had to be created from the sheer fact that there are no other ways to describe actions made on a website that requires its own jargon in the first place.

What else peeves me about Facebook? Parents with kids under the age of 13 who make accounts for their kids because they think it will be fun. Or because they want to allow them to play the games. I love how they rationalize laying the groundwork and the precedent for entitled rule-breaking. When did it become socially acceptable not to follow rules? And why do I have to justify my decision not to “friend” their underage child’s account?

My list of peeves goes on, but I will stop here. I may, at some later time, update this post and add to the short list of things that set my teeth on edge about THE social network. However, I am already growing bored with the topic. I just needed to not have this rant, take over my praise report about the delights of Pinterest that I put in another post.

 

**This will be fodder for many a future post, I’m sure.