Happy birthday, Facebook! OMG, 12 yrs srsly? Wow, where did the time go? Yep, FB will be a teenager next year. Can you imagine? Well, Facebook is already exhibiting typical teen behavior. It can change it’s appearance and take on a new persona to whatever the user wants to be by simply switching a profile or cover photo. One day family and friends at the beach, the next goth and punking out with Green Day at a throwback party. There’s lots of gossiping, and back and forth comments from both sides of an issue. Adolescent bullying is out in the open in living color for us to experience in its raw ugliness, and then balanced by random, empathetic kindness. Similar to teenage behavior their confidence lies in the hands of others. FB often holds the key to a user’s self-esteem. The smallest announcement or achievement post is anxiously tracked as if it was a sporting event gauging how important it was by how many ‘Likes’ it received from people you kinda sorta know, and not by how important it is to you personally. We think, that must not be that important because I only got 5 Likes. Raging adolescent hormones seemingly are the reason behind one post blissfully sharing the most recent coupling and love of another with the release of a ‘Relationship Status’, followed a week later by the declaration of the breakup of that same relationship with a ‘Single’ post and how they were evilly wronged, only to have that reversed two days later with the thrilling reunion and ‘I’m so sorry’ posts. Try not fall into the trap of being one of those people who ‘Like’ or comment on relationship posts because while you felt you were being supportive of your FB friend at the time of the break-up, you have now played your cards, and your friend now knows how you ‘really’ feel. It’s hard to take back a ‘Like’ once it’s been offered in commiseration. There’s apparently also plenty of substance abuse because I’ve seen a billion pictures of foamy glasses of beer, stout bottles of Jack Daniels, salt-rimmed Margarita glasses, gigantic bottles of wine, selfies of trips to wineries, etc.; and that’s only the legal substances.
We can give our opinions on just about anything whether we know what we’re talking about or not. We display albums of some of our most personal photos, i.e. births, school, graduations, sports, vacations, engagements, weddings, food, friends, illness, literally whatever we’re thinking or doing at any particular time can be shared with everyone, only certain people, or nobody else. The reason I’m friends with so many people is because I truly am interested in their lives and children and how everyone is doing. I don’t necessarily need to see the half-eaten slab of ribs, or the incessant close-up selfies of faces saying where the photo was taken. I am aware of what you look like, but I’d really like to see the actual place you’re posting about. How about, that’s a great shot of your nose, but I really would have like to see the beautiful ocean sunset behind you. Gee, it looks like you’re having fun at the Mackinaw Valley Winery. Whoops, we can almost see that grapevine behind you. If only you’d move a little to the left, no just move out of the shot entirely. There, that’s sooo much better.
There’s news, weather, gossip, and the constant and I mean constant string of memes with thoughtful stuff, humorous stuff, sweet or awkward or embarrassing animal stuff, silly stuff, stupid stuff, poignant stuff, all kinds of stuff. I can hardly get through my FB feed anymore because of all the meme stuff.
FB is at times annoying, often a powerful communication tool, informative, funny, and just plain a part of everyday life. It’s like a child. You didn’t know how much it would be part of your life until it became part of your life. I wish it was around 50 years ago so there wouldn’t have been 40 years between keeping up with the people I grew up with. There is a 40-year gap between graduation and a FB reunion. Imagine if only I could have known what they were eating all those years… Sandy