Thread: RIP Facebook - 9/15/11

At 84, Queen Elizabeth is no technology slob. She’s savvy. She gets it. She has an iPod, a royal flavor on Twitter (“Love the bangers and mash the Duke of Edinburgh just whipped up!”), a YouTube account and this week she joined other Queens (like Latifah, Amidala and Kurt from Glee) with an online presence on Facebook.



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I have to say, I don't understand Facebook at all. I never had a Facebook account until two years ago, when someone convinced me that I had to. The only problem was that I'm not terribly interested in sharing every detail of my life with people. You know what Facebook is? It's a popularity contest. That's the long and short of it. People are obsessed with having lots of "friends," except the friends are totally fake. When I signed up, I friended the one guy who convinced me to sign up. That's it. From that one guy, suddenly seven or eight other people "friend requested" me and then it branched out. Now, I'm not bragging here -- I didn't even know those people. I'm not popular at all. So I was like "why do these people want to be my friend? I don't even talk to them in real life, yet on the Internet they want to be my friend." It was lame. And the one guy literally will document his entire life on Facebook. Every single place he goes he takes a picture and posts it. If he eats a meal, he takes a picture of it and posts it. He writes stuff he's randomly thinking all the time. It's quite ridiculous.

I threw up a picture of myself and maybe two comments and have since let my page stagnate for two years. Every few months Facebook sends me an automated e-mail telling me that "people are looking for you!" and asking me to log back in. It's quite amusing.

Originally Posted by C-B-M

I have to say, I don't understand Facebook at all. I never had a Facebook account until two years ago, when someone convinced me that I had to. The only problem was that I'm not terribly interested in sharing every detail of my life with people. You know what Facebook is? It's a popularity contest. That's the long and short of it. People are obsessed with having lots of "friends," except the friends are totally fake. When I signed up, I friended the one guy who convinced me to sign up. That's it. From that one guy, suddenly seven or eight other people "friend requested" me and then it branched out. Now, I'm not bragging here -- I didn't even know those people. I'm not popular at all. So I was like "why do these people want to be my friend? I don't even talk to them in real life, yet on the Internet they want to be my friend." It was lame. And the one guy literally will document his entire life on Facebook. Every single place he goes he takes a picture and posts it. If he eats a meal, he takes a picture of it and posts it. He writes stuff he's randomly thinking all the time. It's quite ridiculous.

I threw up a picture of myself and maybe two comments and have since let my page stagnate for two years. Every few months Facebook sends me an automated e-mail telling me that "people are looking for you!" and asking me to log back in. It's quite amusing.

My page is empty. I simply use facebook to communicate with and follow others. Its also a handy tool for organizations and groups. Its a web page within the web.