So today is apparently ‘Quit Facebook Day’.
I for one, have already spent a disgusting amount of time on Facebook today, mostly admiring my beauuuutiful new profile pic of myself that I managed to snag with Maytina during my MUCH NEEDED escape to Toronto this past weekend. I stalked people’s pictures from the May 2-4 weekend, I noted which songs people were ranting about, I contemplated people’s statuses and ignored the little ads on the sides.
Frankly, I spend a lot of time on Facebook. I’m hardcore addicted. I don’t care who knows it. A particular favourite thing of mine to do is to find people from high school, add them, stalk them, confirm that I am indeed better than them, then quickly unfriend them. Shut up, you do it too. I like to start little wars based on my status updates too. Last week, I totally bashed French Canada. I got a couple of good lines in (read: why the ass can francophones be unilingual, but I as an anglophone have to be bilingual?), and had some laughs at their expense. I like to look at people’s hideous drunken pictures and laugh at people who’s wedding gowns are unflattering. I make snarky comments on pictures, and often border on inappropriate.
In my mind, that’s what Facebook is for. Dicking around and killing time while I wait for 5 o’clock to roll around.
I’m not retarded, I know people are doing it to me too. I know people are looking at my pictures and wondering why Maytina is in every single fucking one of them. I don’t care. I know people are reading my statuses and thinking, ‘OMG, what a vapid idiot, THAT is what she concerns herself with?’. Good, I’m glad I’m entertaining them as they waste their days online.
We live in a world obsessed with voyeurism, and I for one, am certainly not immune. I know that people are looking at me. I knew that when I signed up for Facebook. I know that whatever I say is now out there, on the internet, and can’t be taken back. So you know what? If I don’t want people to know, I don’t tell them!
I *really* hate people who get their shit in a knot over Facebook privacy laws. You know what? If you don’t want your shit to be all the internet, then get off the damned internet! You’re taking up my precious bandwidth! If you don’t want to participate in the awesomeness of the interwebz, then kindly move aside and stop your bitching. I dont understand why people sign up for something intended to be used to share your life, then get all pissy when they realize that OMG, their life is ON the INTERNET!
I don’t intend to quit Facebook. If you want to complain about the Facebook privacy laws, why don’t you just shut up and get off the website? I’m tired of listening to you whine about it. Facebook is now a for profit company, and they’re out to make a buck, just like you and I. You don’t have to be a part of it and they can do whatever they want. They’re a company who can make their own rules, and you’re a consumer who can decide if you want to partake in it or not.
Failing that, you can go sit in a corner with your tinfoil hat on.