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Social networking is pissing me off.

I mentioned this to a friend the other morning and his response was “but I have friends that use it to communicate.” My retort was, “I do too, but I try to actually talk to people instead. I’d rather be out doing stuff than posting crap online.”

I know I have gone on this rant before and it is necessary I go on it yet again.

Sadly, I don’t think the problem is solely attributed to sites like facebook. The problem lies within- that is within people. Stupid people.

Users=People=Crazy

Fuck, I can be crazy too. I just don’t advertise it to the whole wide www-world. What happened to having private lives? What happened to the elements of surprise when meeting new people?

At first I thought it was a great idea to share my thoughts and feelings with friends and cyber-friends, but then I realized that just gets messy.

There are those lack of judgment moments when you immediately post something and seconds later you realize the double entendres you just unleashed. Before you can delete or edit you have comments/ texts/calls from overly concerned love ones, gossip queens, nosey neighbors, jealous exes, etc.

And so the downward spiral begins. Who knew your own words had the ability to bite you in the ass so hard. This is how rumors get started, people! Cyberspace has transformed the rumor mill into a ferocious beast.

It reminds me of when I had to read Jonathan’s Swift “A Modest Proposal.” The following day in class (mind you this was in college) about half the students were repulsed by this “cannibalistic” piece and the other half were humored by Swift’s genius satire.  We all read the same thing, yet our interpretations were different. Maybe a “Modest Proposal” is a bit of a stretch in regards of interpretation, but it just goes to show that some people will take the most ridiculous things as the truth.

That’s fine. I’m over sharing any news with you, facebook. My life was fine before you and shall continue to be.

Meanwhile, Generation Z-ers cannot comprehend a world outside the realm of social networking. To be  honest I could care less about the endless, meaningless posts they make.

Now, my question to you: WHAT PARENT, IN THEIR RIGHT MIND, LETS THEIR 12 YEAR OLD HAVE A FACEBOOK?

What is wrong with you people?! I don’t want to read/see DISTURBING posts/photos from your child that should NOT have a page. Have you not seen Dateline’s To Catch a Predator segment? Have you heard of hacking? Yes, there are those adolescents that are smart enough to make things private, but most don’t  think of that- they just want to look cool and find a bf or gf ❤ ❤ ❤ =D

The worst part is there are those parents that give two shits what their kid is doing. This is a general problem that will continue regardless, so, sadly, it is what it is. Meanwhile, the “supportive” parents are equally as bad and visibly encourage their kid to pursue a terrible idea that everyone else knows is (surprise) a TERRIBLE idea! Great job!

The infinite amount of naive and conceited banter (which we all have been guilty of [and some still are]) between this group of tweens & teens just kills me. Naturally, at the ripe age of 14, you would know everything there is to know about life.

Listen up kids, how about you log off your facebook, myspace, twitter, hi5, skype and every other damn “networking” thing you partake in and go out and ACTUALLY do something. You are not accomplishing anything with your obnoxious rants and everyone, but you, realizes that. Stop killing brain cells and read a book (not a Kindle), A BOOK!

Then you have the lovely facebook facades. As in the people that do a dance to make you believe a false reality. For example, you have the bitter breaker-upper that posts endlessly about their “new” boy/girlfriend to make their ex jealous. It seems true in a newsfeed, but really you know that this person is just trying to pour salt in the wound of the ex and he/she isn’t actually dating anyone and is obviously just online 24/7.

My favorite facade has to be the “frien-emies.” I love it when two people that hate each other (more than anyone could ever imagine) post irrelevant, impersonal comments to make everyone else think they have reconciled or, better yet, to piss off a third party. *sigh* Oh, you insane people, you…

Don’t you realize the only people you are fooling are yourselves? Reality will reveal itself in the long run, so go ahead and fabricate your lives as beautifully as you want- it is called cyberspace for a reason.

Unfortunately, social networks will only continue to grow and these situations will multiply like rabbits. Just remember 1) you can’t believe everything you see, 2) some things are better left unsaid and 3) people are stupid (aka nobody is perfect). My advice to you- go out and LIVE for crying out loud.

Farmville is not going out and living- I am talking go meet new people or call your old friends. Go on a freaking walk. Just something that doesn’t entail sitting on your ass and clicking on your mouse. Have you forgotten about the accelerated growth of obesity or the slow death of creativity and innovation? Well, that’s a whole different topic for a another day.

Just think about it.

Even if it pisses you off and you return to playing Papaya Farm after I will have succeeded because I made you THINK.


You’re welcome.

Disclaimer: Only a select few of these are based on firsthand experiences. Many of these are based on unfortunate stories I have heard.


F U FB

Posted on: 10/15/2010

I knew this day would come.

It is impossible to put a mass of people together in a confined space and expect perfect harmony. We are all human and conflict is, therefore, inevitable.

Funny because it's true

It is even more difficult when the mass consists of hundreds of millions and they are confined  to a virtual space- an INFINITE space beyond what we ever thought possible. Hopefully you have realized I am talking about Facebook. If you did not then please refer to the graphic above.

I was part of the lucky generation that got to experience THE Facebook (before they became cool and dropped the “the”) and the ingenuity of being a site strictly for college students. It was the perfect way to network with classmates and reconnect with old friends. The site was simple yet efficient and was the mature equivalent of myspace. You didn’t have to worry about younger siblings or older relatives seeing the photos from your recent night of drunken debauchery and you didn’t have to watch your language. It was great and you were simply among peers.

Naturally, you could still find people like this guy:

I'm too sexy for my shirt

But we all know that guy is everywhere in cyberspace.

AND THEN IT HAPPENED.

Facebook became a global phenomenon. It was open to more than just college students and suddenly everybody had an account. Poop.

Then the Zynga and similar groups started up with the addictive games (I admit, I succumbed to Mafia Wars for many months) and then there was an app for everything (“What Type of ___  Are You? ) Getting bombarded with requests and seeing all the Farmville updates in newsfeed every few seconds became annoying, but it was easy to block and ignore such things.

Okay, problem solved.

Too bad it seems that more people than ever have an account- not to mention family members from your 5 year old cousin to grandma. Well, that’s also fine. Just watch what you say.

This will all be fine. How can Facebook get worse?

Wait a minute. Every month it seems there are layout changes and new “features” added. I mean, do you really want to display every freaking location you go to. Do you really want to announce to the world “I AM IN A DRUNKEN STUPOR ACROSS TOWN- PLEASE ROB ME.” I also liked how FB assumed you would want to make you phone number public. I mean really? Let’s give everyone the ability to bother you at any given moment. Give your crazy ex a chance to blow up your phone- we love that.

I mean I am aware you can set privacy boundaries, but, of course, there are those that don’t and they provide every last detail of personal information down to social security number.

Is it really so hard to understand how that is dangerous?

Well, those guys can deal with it when they come home to an empty house or find a stalker passed out on their stoop.

Then you have the people that don’t know what their personal FB boundaries should be. Like the couples that seem to think we don’t feel awkward and slightly dirty when they publicly and passively fight through wall posts?

Gotta love the people that go off on everyone after a bad day and leave a trail of curse words in the newsfeed. I mean why would I feel dirty when I see you dropping f-bombs all over your mom’s page?

And no I don’t want to see a picture of you on the toilet. That is not comedy- it is disgusting. And for the love of god, please don’t post a picture of your bizarro tattoo on a place where the sun never shines.

Get this as a tattoo and post a picture to your FB if you want me to never speak to you again

The creme de la creme are the new political pages and apps popping up everywhere. Let’s just add fuel to this fire. Since politics are notorious for bringing large groups together. I think everyone is free to their own opinion, but, quite frankly, it scares me when some of you go off on your propaganda rampages. I avoid discussing politics in certain situations for a reason.

Then who can ignore the posts of obvious misinformation? The fabricated truths that stir people up, but, for some reason, by chance, you certainly know the story is false. It can be anything from a news story to I saw you-know-who at you-know-where. Obviously, it is difficult to argue with the majority, so you eventually let it slide and it will snowball out of control on it’s own.

All of these scenarios have caused me to push away from FB for periods at a time and now I am even contemplating killing off my page.

I have definitely realized that some things are better kept to oneself and that things like relationships should be private for a reason. I know I am better off without reading status updates about the giant crap you just took or about the anonymous person you banged in the bathroom at Denny’s.

I’d be lying if I said some of these things don’t secretly amuse me, but sometimes it is just a weeeeeeee bit too much. Afterall,


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