I don’t dislike Facebook because I invested in the stock a few weeks ago and have lost vast sums of money, but because it’s a time sink that keeps me from doing things that have some real value. These are things like cleaning my bathroom, washing the kitchen floor, laundry, and rearranging the deck chairs on my own personal Titanic when the need arises.
Now that we’ve established that I don’t like Facebook, I have to say what really bugs me is when people on my Friend list are lecturing me that they don’t care for various kinds of posts and and that I should refrain from putting those sorts of things up. They leave the distinct impression that the Sword of UnFriendoclese is now teetering above my cyber head.
When we studied the meaning of the word “tolerance” in school, chucklehead that I am, took it seriously and believe I should allow for differences and either engage in civil discourse when I disagree, or move along, leaving the other party unscathed. Civil discourse is now a rarity, but we all do know how to use the scroll button. So why don’t we?
I have very few friends on my personal page, but lately an inordinate number of
them are letting me know their personal preferences when it comes to particularly politics. I don’t tend to post much in the way of political things, but I do agree with others bolder than I and do comment frequently. Now if these comments are getting under the skin of folks, I am at a loss. They are whittling down my options for conversation.
Some of these friends are family members, others are people I know from church, others are writers with whom I have a personal relationship. Let me assure you that I am not quick on the unfriend button. Other than one guy who decided anyone who disagreed with him about the legalization of marijuana hated him, I have never unfriended anyone. And he had to get personal and nasty before I did anything.
I’m pretty easygoing about what others post, even when they send me requests for farm equipment, fairy dust, or any of a number of other things from boring games on FB. My writer friends regularly put up quotes from famous authors. At this point in my career, there are few I haven’t heard. I scroll on by. I have some guys on my list who love sports. I don’t. I don’t badger them about how they bore me with their hobbyhorses, I just scroll. The other post that rubs me wrong is the, “I’m cleaning out my Facebook Friends list. Do you care for me? Show me the love by posting something wonderful about me so I’ll keep you on my list” posts. Yep, you got it, I scroll on by. The same goes for inspirational posters, shoes, tasteless jokes, the if-you-love-me-then-share-this-to-prove-it posts, and the ones that bellyache about what Facebook is doing next to ruin, run, and generally wreck our lives.
Here’s my advice, if you don’t like what people are posting on Facebook, unfriend them, scroll on by, or terminate your account. Don’t ask for or accept friend requests and then start dictating to others what to put on their page. I’m not friends with anyone under the age of 30. I just wish they’d act like it.
Take care–Susan Kaye