Facebook

Recently I made the bold plunge into Facebook. I had resisted for a long time because I just didn’t get it. Why would anyone be interested in the meaningless things I do on a daily basis? Why would I care what meaningless, mundane things are being done by others on a daily basis?

What I found out is that Facebook is actually a fascinating thing. It’s a sociologist’s dream. Sometimes you think you know someone pretty well, and then you discover how much they like to talk about themselves. You find out quickly that everyone thinks they have unique situations that no one could ever understand. Some people simply post funny comments; some post serious comments; some people post comments that frankly make me want to gag they are so dramatic.

After a couple of weeks, I decided that I wouldn’t actively participate in Facebook any longer. To be honest, I didn’t even have guts to write anything as if it were my own thoughts anyway. I had to hide behind my dog (not unlike this blog.) I simply refused to take it seriously. Once I discovered that people actually do take it serious, I realized that I was nothing more than a voyeur looking for a cheap thrill by reading the latest gossip. Sometimes I would read comments that would make me uncomfortable. Comments are made that would never be said face-to-face. It’s almost sad to me. Some people seem to be reaching out to get a pat on the back. They are constantly looking for positive reinforcement of their decisions. They simply don’t have enough confidence in themselves.

I guess I still just don’t get it. I’ll stick to writing about my dog's life. It’s much more interesting than my own anyway.