"It's asking a great deal that things should appeal to your reason as well as your sense of the aesthetic." W. Somerset Maugham, 'Of Human Bondage', 1915 English dramatist & novelist (1874 - 1965)
"Who knows what form the forward momentum of life will take in the time ahead or what use it will make of our anguished searching. The most that any one of us can seem to do is fashion something--an object or ourselves--and drop it into the confusion, make an offering of it, so to speak, to the life force."
Ernest Becker, The Denial of Death

Monday, March 16, 2009

Face Booked

Facebook has been around a while now and I have to say I've never seen any point to it nor any reason why I would actually even visit the site.


I got on because my wife had found many contacts from high school and elsewhere after being on for just a little while. So, I thought, let me see who's there...and it appears that Facebook is what Classmates.com should have become but didn't.

Now, I've reconnected with all kinds of people I probably wouldn't have in any other way...high school mates, co-workers, ex-co-workers, (possibly future co-workers), friends of friends, friends of siblings, childhood friends, et al...

And I find myself spending more time than normal on the site...partly grooming myself to look the best I can to everyone else and partly "spying" into the lives of everyone else.

But there are some things about Facebook behavior I'm not sure I understand and I apologize to anyone I may offend with these comments...It's not you, it's me...I have the problem...

First, some people spend A LOT of time on Facebook doing all kinds of things (quizzes, sending things to other people, etc...).

Second, that function of slapping out there what a person is doing right at that moment...first, what anyone is really doing is spending time on Facebook, duh...second, does anyone really care what I'm doing at that moment (or any other moment)?

Lastly, and admittedly, this is my own personal problem....having reconnected with some people...my life seems to be somewhat less than others....now, I'm no fool, per say, and I certainly don't need an "It's A Wonderful Life" moment to understand my life isn't useless...but there's that little nagging voice in the back of my head that, rightfully, echoes the fact that I haven't lived up to expectations (whose I don't know) or perhaps more accurately to full potential.

I'm sure there's more to explain but...I...need...to...get...on.........Facebook. Bye!

1 comment:

Scott said...

I too got sucked into Facebook by my wife. It has it's benefits but it's true that many people are on that site WAY too much. You wonder how much human interaction is sacrificed to those who spend hours on end updating their status.

One thing I have also learned from Facebook is that I have changed immensely in the past 20 years while some of my old friends have changed very little. This is not necessarily a good or bad thing....just an observation.