Facebook. Yes, I joined it. You may remember my loathe for the social network and that has turned into a kinder, gentler strong dislike for the platform. Why did I do it? A couple of reasons: most importantly, my business. Whether I like it or not, Facebook is important for business. This isn’t a post about that, so I’ll leave that point there. The other major reason is that when I knew I’d be moving a considerable distance from the circle of friends I have built near London, the ability to easily stay connected with one another became a concern. Those two factors made avoidance impractical. Hello Facebook, I have a dish to pass.
Yesterday was the first day I stopped to evaluate my growing involvement in the social media network. I got a political/religious invitation to a group I don’t support from someone I like. It’s a cause that I have never liked and it is a known trigger for actions ranging from arguments to much, much worse. Not going to go into it here, but I want to stay well away from it in my social life. There are plenty of causes I feel strongly about, but I only discuss them with people I know very well, and not online. Facebook makes the passionately pushy hard to avoid. Invitations to events and groups are intrusive and I delete/ignore a handful of them everyday. I strongly dislike the Facebook user interface and its clunkiness, and even more than that, I object to not being able to turn off invitations and events from individual users. I get blanket event invitations from people in the US on a range of their personal interests that I could never attend, and often, have zero interest. Facebook is now a management chore nearly as much as it is a way for me to keep in casual contact with friends and acquaintances, and to grow my business.
If I’m missing something in the control of Facebook – some setting or ritual involving daggers and candles – do let me know. But for now, Facebook is leaving me feeling a little uncomfortable. (As I knew it eventually would.)