I am beginning to actively dislike Facebook.  Before, it was just a generalise wariness of the privacy risk …. but now it has developed into a dislike.
Like many, Facebook is my only real connection to some people in my life.  In essence it has replaced that yearly xmas letter we all included in our xmas cards, even though we never really talked to the people we send them to. I have people on facebook, that I have never actually spoken to. Some are relatives, cousins that grew up away from me. Others are closer family members, who are going through intense times, yet the lack of regular conversation means that I never develop a significant relationship with them. Others are longtime friends, long separated by distance and time.   Facebook, and its nature of snapshot banter, means that the depth is just not there. I want to discuss, know detail, be more supportive.  I would love to do more than just post a picture of a hug to Zahne as she struggles with a baby who won’t sleep.  I wonder what prompts Wendy to post such an angry sentence.  How is BJ really coping with cancer?  Is Beryl healing well enough to handle the driving around Australia holiday they are planning? Does Tammy have any worries about her pregnancy? or moving?  Cynthy was a favourite cousin, yet I know nothing about her as an adult. Does Charlie think about more than just joining a “I love boobs” group? I haven’t been friends with my other Wendy for nearly 20 years  …. I want to know more about her and her family.
Facebook just doesn’t cut it …. in the friendship stakes. Sure its a fun site, with lots of annoying little programs that ensure that your contacts are consistently irritated with useless info and games …… but there is no real connection. No relationship that enables you to give and receive real friendship.
1 Response to Facebook isn’t all its cracked up to be