..."Facebook wants me to confirm my relationship.....there's no going back now!!"......
This was a modified Facebook status update from a friend of mine. I loved it. Facebook was asking her to confirm her relationship and then it would be published on her Facebook page for the entire world to see -- provided she doesn't have any settings restricting such observation. I had to laugh. And comment....that Facebook is the cement that holds all of our relationships together. God, we're a weird society. Funky. Strange. Odd. Somehow we've allowed Facebook to be our glue. The concrete. The end-all, be-all of our lives and relations. If we get pissed off at someone, we defriend them or block them or hide them (you'll have no idea what these phrases mean if you're not a Facebook crack whore). We get all riled up if someone won't be our friend on Facebook -- in spite of the fact that they are someone else's friend on Facebook. Boo hoo. Poor little weak things that we are.
And what about this on again, off again thing? I swear. I have a few friends who are "So and so's friend" one day and not the next. And then they are again. And then they are not again. Over and over. Honestly, I can think of one friend in particular who has been so-and-so's boyfriend I don't know how many times. And then she defriends him. And then she friends him again. Sort of like being friends on Facebook means anything. Or everything. Or nothing. Perhaps it's the knowing that someone likes us. Or wants us. Or loves us. Or none of the above. Personally, I think it's for the sex.
And Facebook is so new! It's not even a few years old and it has become life's only connection to making relationships work for some. What in the world did we do before Facebook? And why does it have to be the determining, sole source for making us feel good about who is our friend and who is not? I mean, hey, it's fun. It's entertaining. And an excellent way to get out news or word of an activity. But that's really about it. It's not like it makes any difference if I put my LoverBoy as my "domestic partner" or my "husband" or my "significant other" or my whatever.... He is, no matter what. No matter if it's on Facebook or not.
And I've had friends ask me why all I post about it Mason. Mason, Mason, Mason. That's all they ever see me posting about. So? So what? Are we keeping score, or a tally? It's really quite insignificant.
I think we're weak, thin, exhausting. As a people, a society, a globe. It's like the whole world is going to hell around us and all we have time to do is get worked up over Facebook and its innerworkings. Seriously, it's insignificant. Having said that, I'm on it all of the time. I do enjoy it. For fun. Not for drama, or work, or bickering, or long threads of going back and forth sorting out troubles, or being divisive (yes, I have been....), or for someone getting all bent out of shape over whether I friend them or not (I'll yank you off quickly if that's your game....).
It's just so entertaining. I get a kick out of the seriousness of it. Or the game of it. Or the lack of depth. I also think it demeans our one-on-one, in person relations. It cheapens them. It takes our attention away from them. And here's someone else's take on how Facebook destroys relationships.