I just spent half-an-hour of time I could have been reading or playing Hearts on line looking at my Facebook page.
I haven't looked at it for a couple of months though I do click on anything my son puts there.
I just don't get it. People send things that I've either read about or seen on TV. They post pictures I don't know how to react to. The forward stuff I just don't get. I saw a picture of a friend I have at the gym. I don't need to know that. I saw pictures of the National Cathedral in DC--I've been there, I know what it looks like. Videos of dogs running through snow. Fun, but I don't care.
I guess that is what I feel about Facebook--I don't care!
I was on once before, years ago, when some people at St. John's thought I should be. I went on to look at it every few months or so and my reaction then was the same as now--I don't get it.
A picture of a friend at a U.Conn Women's BB game. So?
A picture of someone's car?
A video of the President I've seen already?
Someone at a dinner?
A picture of someone's food?
This is to bring me closer to them?
I don't think so.
A call or having lunch would bring me closer to them--not Facebook.
The last time I got off took an hour or so. Zukerberg doesn't want you off.
The only reason I got on was because there was a video of one my sermons, which, by the way, I couldn't open.
Now, I'm thinking about getting off again, even though it will take about 200 clicks to do so.
I just don't understand. Maybe I'm too old or too grumpy.
It seems vain to me--though why I got back on was vanity of wanting to see my sermon. I rest my case.
Give me a call. Let's have lunch. Just quit cluttering up my email with notifications that you posted a new picture or updated your status (whatever the hell that means!)
Shalom and leave me alone, Facebook.
Thanks. Though I know you won't, Facebook.
Go get a face and read a book. Okay?
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