My Annual Facebook Rant

I’m considering quitting Facebook all together. Isn’t that what we strive to do with bad habits, “quit” them?

Mostly, I’m having trouble budgeting my time. I have little discipline when it comes to all the sparkly-shiny attention grabbers. Ooh, Shelf Awareness is featuring Diesel in Malibu’s Valentine display of red and white books shelved in the formation of a heart!

It’s costing me hours and days and weeks of my life.

Plus, I’m getting fatigued with the mishmash of ideas and spew. Even the positive notes become exhausting. It’s true: I do not *always* want to look on the bright side. It feels like continually being told that I’m doing it wrong. Doing what wrong? Life.

People get unhappy. People have good reasons to be unhappy. Sometimes our unhappiness lasts for months. It’s not the gluten in my diet.

Go ahead, post another photo of a mountainous landscape, I dare you.

I’m guilty of it, too. So guilty. Are you sick of seeing my new cats? Tired of the links to my blog?

I’m a living contradiction – just yesterday, I was the one commenting with an overly-zen, touchy-feely, grateful response to a sunset picture. Or was it a sunrise? Yet, this morning when I saw a post featuring underwater dog photography which viewers claim is cute, my reaction couldn’t have been more different. The cover shot looks a like an animal in distress — bulging eyes, erratic fur — alarming! I feared what I might see if I clicked the link.

A bit later, there was a photo of an abused puppy. The note said that the Humane Society would be donating a dollar for every “share” towards the healthcare of the little one — so this is supposedly for a good cause. How does that work? Some financial officer is going to check FB for the share count and wire funds? That doesn’t make sense.

Even if the claim is false, I guess those who see photos of injured animals might be apt to donate funds to help them.

That poor puppy. I’m feeling totally disturbed recalling the memory of his picture. It’s not as bad as when I saw the movie Seven, but it’s highly uncomfortable. Who are these sadists who would do these kinds of things? It’s unthinkable.

Last week there was a photo of which the sharer wrote, “How is this for creepy?” It shows a living room with two sofas and a window. Apparently if you stare at it long enough, you see something that’s not supposed to be there. I’m sincerely too afraid to look more closely. I’m so susceptible to spooky stories that not even my years working in visual effects can calm my nerves over this silly picture.

Did you see the naked woman straddling a tree branch as if asleep like a jungle cat? I can’t make this stuff up.

To all my friends who posted the links I’m mentioning, please don’t take this rant personally. FB can be so much fun. It’s informative, and it’s a great way to be linked to pertinent info and news items, not to mention the way it brings people together during times of distress.

I think I’ve just overdosed on it.

Now, as I consider removing the app from my phone, the newsfeed refreshes to show a photo of a friend’s adorable toddler holding an electric guitar. She’s wearing polka dots! I’m melting!

How’s your relationship with Facebook going? Any suggestions for dealing with the emotional roller coaster? How do you achieve balance between the screen world and the 3D world? If you were brave enough to click on the creepy living room link, what was it?

5 thoughts on “My Annual Facebook Rant

  1. I deactivated my facebook account two years ago because I couldn’t handle the huge amount of studying I had to do and this super addictive facebook. I cannot manage time well.
    I am going to activate it soon after my exams get over.

    And about the overdose…I agree with Gordon…I used to ignore them.

    Maybe you could deactivate for a while, see how it goes. It isn’t that bad. First two months I felt as if I was cut off from the whole world. But then it got better. And I actually enjoyed my time without it. I shudder to think what would have happened if I had remained (as in i would have failed all my tests. :-P).

    Antara, I’m sooo impressed at your discipline. You know how I emailed the other day & told you that I deleted the app. from my phone? Well, I reinstalled it, deleted it and reinstalled it again in the 24 hours that followed! I’ve got to write a sequel blog post about all of this. In the meantime, be proud of yourself; you continue to inspire me! ~R

  2. I don’t disagree that it can be a time suck. And sometimes I find myself tossing things up on Facebook that would better be saved and written about in a thoughtful way on my blog. Actually that happens a lot. I need to learn to control my impulsive need to share all the damn time.

    But Facebook absolutely enriches my life in a huge way. It allows me to be connected with people I adore who live far, far away from me. I have relationships – real friendships – with people whom I would never be friends with without Facebook just because of distance. It feels like the town square. I catch up on the news of people I care about (and ignore those that I don’t.) I participate in the community. I occasionally post a ridiculous picture of a cute dog (like today), but mostly it allows me to know what’s happening in the lives of my people. That matters to me a lot, so I’m in for the long haul.

    Yes, the “town square” — a global town square, I like that. In the past, I’ve likened it to a cocktail party. But “town square” works better as it reminds me of incredibly helpful way it allowed me to make contact with fellow mourners when my dear friend died. I also tend to feel impulsive about wanting to share at FB and wonder if perhaps my energy would be better spent channeling it elsewhere. I guess that’s why you & I get along so well in this virtual place….thanks, Megan. xoR

  3. I love it. I know that people are “putting their best foot forward” and that’s fine with me.

    To be honest, really honest… well… i really love all of the updates… all of them. You know what bugs me the most… well… and this is not in a jealous way (I don’t think) but when report cards come out everyone (it seems) is “yay – straight As” and we never have straight As in my house. I’m okay with not having straight As because we struggle in math and that’s just the way it is. But I feel bad because… I guess I feel bad for my daughter because she doesn’t get a facebook “brag” and I am so proud of her for trying so hard. What should I say, “Yay… we got almost straight As”? I don’t know. This is just the only thing that bugs me… not in a mean way… just in a sad way.

    I love facebook and I will be the last man standing on this one, to be sure.

    Thanks, Napmom. I do love it, too & have a follow up post in the works regarding my positive feelings towards it.

    In the meantime, I’d like ask you to consider posting a report card status update … “Today is report card day and I’m proud of my daughter for working so hard.” I can see the response comments now, “Straight A’s?” And you could write, “No, but that’s okay.” Other parents in your shoes might feel better.

    Highly successful people say it’s not the natural talent or genius that set them ahead of the pack; it’s the discipline to work hard consistently. It makes sense when I think about my own history. School came easy to me. I didn’t have to work hard, and consequently, I didn’t work hard. I think it did me a disservice because I never cultivated strong work habits. Those kids who struggle for Bs might just end up having an edge in life over the kids for whom the As come easy. Maybe. :)~R

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