I closed my Facebook account today for a number of reasons, mainly because it was a major waste of time. It had also grown increasingly soulless, despite the ever-growing cadre of friends. I had never enjoyed the feeling of having all the people I knew from various phases in my life together in one big blue and white auditorium. And it seemed to be dominated by attention-craving numbskulls.
After I closed it, I found this brilliant article by Walton Pantland that made some great points I hadn’t thought of. While I am apparently much farther right on the polital spectrum, I heartily agree that “‘Liking’ revolution on Facebook does not change the world.”
I would be remiss not to give props to my real-life friend John Zizak, who left Facebook a ways back and gave me the inspiration to do so myself. I can hardly believe that is is some kind of major event, worth talking about. It is disturbing to consider what a large part of our lives Facebook has become, to the detriment of real connections and constructive use of time and energy.
Here are some more good articles about putting down the Facebook:
- Why I Closed My Facebook Account by David Schultz.
I was starting to hate people I shouldn’t:
People proselytizing their religion / quoting bible passages as status updates. People bragging. People putting 500 exclamations in a status update. People spamming how many sleeps until their fucking vacation or how hard their P90x workout was.
- Why I’ve Closed Down My Facebook Account by Rob Hopkins
And does Facebook really connect people? Doesn’t it rather disconnect us, since instead of doing something enjoyable such as talking and eating and dancing and drinking with my friends, I am merely sending them little ungrammatical notes and amusing photos in cyberspace, while chained to my desk?
- Why I Deleted My Facebook Account by LAW FIRM 10
I do not care that you made yummy Tuscan vegetable soup for dinner, and I definitely don’t need to see a picture of it. I don’t feel any real sympathy about the fact that you have a cold. And I’m guessing that the cute picture of your baby doing a silly thing that you just mobile-uploaded would’ve been a lot more meaningful if you weren’t distracted by the Facebook posting ritual in the wake of the moment.