Day 1253: In Your Face(Book)

One of the more degrading things I’ve had to do in order to spread word of this web site was to prostitute myself and sign up to various social networks. (Using the Big Hairless Ape’s credentials, of course)

One of the more troubling of these is FaceBook.

I know what you’re thinking, "Oh, no! Another blogger posting about the privacy issues concerning FaceBook." Well, it’s not. Being a Cat, I have very little use for privacy. Hell, I’ll crap right in front of you, given the chance.

I thought I might be missing something here. So, just to double check that I had the meaning of the word "social" in my head correctly, I looked it up and found the following entry:

living or disposed to live in companionship with others or in a community, rather than in isolation: People are social beings.

If Apes are such social beings, then why are they all sitting at a computer by themselves trying to make virtual friends, having virtual beers, and just being virtually boring? I guess being in each others face without actually having to see any facial expressions (like the above mentioned boredom) makes this an attractive hot spot. 

I suppose being a Cat, I see things differently. I just don’t get it. I don’t get excited by activity notices from FaceBook which seem to flood my inbox.

Such as:

  • "Someone has written on your wall" (I’m a Cat! I’ll mark my own wall, thank you very much!)
  • "So n’ So wants to be your friend" (Get out of the house! Make real friends! Leave me alone!)
  • "You have email" (No, I have a "notice" about email. Now I have to take time out of my busy nap schedule to log into FaceBook to read meaningless twaddle about nothing.)

I guess I could just close the account, but after reading Steve Mansour’s post 2504 Steps to Closing your FaceBook Account, I hardly have the time for that. The Apes would have to be away for a long weekend to perform this.

Since I haven’t shared any critical information with FaceBook, I think I’ll just let the account rust and mark any notices from them as Junk. An appropriate category if you ask me!

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2 comments:

  1. William "Papa" Meloney, 5. December 2007, 12:39

    Ha ha, you had to climb into the fish bowl in order to see what all the noise is about… *Hack*cough*sputter* … Wait, so did I - but as soon as I heard the giant sucking sound I managed to get out… evidently it is more of a toilette bowl than a fish bowl.

     
  2. Gorgeous, 6. December 2007, 12:07

    I’ve drank out of a toilet bowl. It’s not so bad. Just have to check for Ape floaties first.

     

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