Sunday, February 11, 2018

I just don't get Facebook

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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some ponderings by an aging white man who is an Episcopal priest in Connecticut. Now retired but still working and still wondering what it all means...all of it.