Under a Gibbous Moon

I can honestly say, I don’t like Facebook. I don’t even remember the last time I checked it.

At one point, it was useful. It allowed people to easily stay in contact with friends who lived in disparate parts of the country or even the world. At some point though, that changed. Facebook changed into VagueAcquaintanceBook. I see people who have several hundred “friends” even though they are actually the ex-brother-in-law of the sister whose cousin they met at a party one time.

FaceBook also changed into SpamBook. I got really tired of being asked to help someone find the Pearl of Wisdom so that they could could get and extra 100 fun bucks so they could buy the armor they needed to slay the dragon so they could steal his hoard and use the proceeds to adopt a panda. Fine, you like the game but don’t drag me into it.

So until FaceBook actually turns back into Facebook, I’m going to continue not use it.

Related (maybe) posts:

1. Facebook and narcissism…
2. A subtle hint
3. The Internet will never amount to anything, a retrospective
4. Irony, they name is Rick Perry