Sunday, February 23, 2014

#boomtownrats

I don't like facebook. I've been trying to figure out why. Overall, I think people share too much - but what I really think is that what they share is sort of the same information you get in small talk... that thing that makes me cringe at the thought of an office party.

I don't like small talk. For me it just feels like a waste of time, like your filling up space with words that don't mean anything just to avoid having to fill it with information that tells me who you really are, and what you really think.

I'm sure I do the same thing, which is why I don't share much - it feels inauthentic and forced - uncomfortable.

I really want to know who you are and what you think. I want to know what you believe in, what you fear. Isn't that what life is all about anyway?

This fake friendship that facebook offers is depressing. I'm disillusioned by the use of the word "friend", and "like" because it feels false and disingenuous.

Don't get me wrong, I don't think that my "friends" mean to be this way - it's just the way this thing functions, draws you in to "share" and creating a public persona as sort of as a smoke and mirror trick - "look at the shiny ball over here" while my real life is over here - and something that you can not see.

I'd rather hear about the real stuff.

I'll probably change my mind about this tomorrow, when the sun comes out and I'm driving to Edison on a crappy Monday morning - I don't like Mondays. #boomtownrats