Facebook: sliced bread or spookarama?
I don’t like Facebook.
It gives me the willies.
I’m only on it because a neighbour plans a Facebook campaign to avert a skyscraper from our tiny street.
I wonder what you think of Facebook.
I have one Facebook friend: my wife.
Yet I’m getting invitations to reconnect with people I’ve not seen for years.
And with whom I parted on less-than-ideal terms.
I don’t wish to hook up with old flames.
I’ve no time for school bullies. (Other than to exact revenge.)
The colleagues I escaped by leaving various jobs haven’t improved with age.
Nor do I wish to:
- Poke people.
- Build a mafia family.
- Tend an imaginary farm.
- Share drunken photos of myself with strangers.
If Facebook were a country, it’d be the world’s third largest. (Thanks, Irma.)
This is not a number to ignore lightly.
But I know Carol agrees the commercial advantages of Facebook are, to put it very mildly,
The only thing I like about Facebook is appearing on MYOB’s wall.
The rest of it drives me up it!
But let’s be fair.
I’m a big Twitter fan, yet millions think Twitter is useless drivel (because, at first glance, it seems exactly that).
Yet, having mastered Twitter, I think the critics are wrong.
So there’s every chance I’m wrong about Facebook.
To me, Facebook seems populated by creeps; foul-mouthed infants; bored stay-at-home folk and ranting, flaming maniacs.
None of whom can spell.
Barely a week passes without some awful media report of an (allegedly) Facebook-related law suit, privacy invasion, hate crime, injury or even death.
I got so spooked by Facebook, I designed this T-shirt.
Am I completely missing the point?
I expect a hearty debate here.
If you feel I’m wrong, tell us how Facebook helps you or your business.
If you think I’m right, how did you arrive at this position?
Let’s turn my frown upside down and enjoy some
Paul Hassing, Founder & Senior Writer, The Feisty Empire