FB is tied to so many other apps that deleting it entirely is a giant pain, but I am looking less and less, and it seems like my friends are doing the same.
Having said that, a cousin I haven't seen in many years tracked me down via FB, so there are good things that can come from it.
I use FB to promo my book and read about my friends' lives. Except for the ones that don't write about their lives but post political crap, which I have blocked.
I deactivated by account last September when I was so busy with a work project. When I logged back in over the holidays, I found the whole thing boring. The only problem with not being on FB is that people think that if they've put the information out there, then everyone knows about it. I didn't see that a good friend had surgery during this time, and I would have taken her a meal if I had known.
Yes, there is the attraction of keeping in touch that makes Facebook attractive. I am on maybe once a month and seem to have broken the stimulation addiction. I also stopped listening to talk radio six years ago and noticed I felt better. In general, I find reading good blogs gives me all the "news" I need plus I get far more information. I was being harassed by Facebook recently, trying to get me to "come back". I think I've managed to kill the notification beast, though it took a few tries. Nasty business.
It's not enough to pluck off the Zuckabug, throw it onto the floor and stomp it. By now it will have laid its eggs at the base of your hair follicles. The eggs will hatch and the symptoms will return. But if you're aware of this and recognize what is happening early on, you can stomp the second generation Zuckabugs before they mature, breaking the cycle.
As someone so adroitly put it the other day, if a social media website is free, then you are the product. And you and your info will be sold to the highest bidder. And Zuckerdork adds another shekel to his bank account. And then we will get lectured this half-wit.
I signed up for Facebook years ago so I could see a friend’s vacation pictures. When I started getting friend requests my response was, “My God, what have I done?”. I fled and never went back.
Feeling clean and fresh? You must be showering with Zest!
As I have been in law enforcement for 35 years, I have avoided any engagement with social media. From what I've seen and heard, I haven't missed a damn thing.
Belle said: FB is tied to so many other apps that deleting it entirely is a giant pain, but I am looking less and less, and it seems like my friends are doing the same.
True. Some blogs, like Powerline, can only accept comments through the FB engine. I feel like commenting sometimes but I'm not going back to FB. It's too toxic.
When I went to delete my Fb account a couple of weeks ago, all I succeeded in doing was 'deactivating' it, as suggested by Anita. Is there really no way to kill it entirely? don't want to log back in to investigate, however.
I have never succumbed to creating a FB account. My younger daughter is logged into FB on my main laptop so I can read posts if I desire. As this is her account, I don't post, comment or like anything, but merely read where I see an interesting link, and that isn't very often.
Facebook is like any other computer application. It is a screwdriver. A wrench or power tool. It can be useful for one thing. Just figure out what it does for you then use it when you need it.
Ribert said: "Facebook is like any other computer application. It is a screwdriver ......... It can be useful for one thing."
While I enjoyed your analogy, allow me to disagree. My buddy and I were turning wrenches as teenagers. We used to laugh the screwdriver was the most abused tool in the toolbox. It could be used as a hammer, chisel, pry bar, drift to drive out rods and oh yes, every now and then, a screwdriver. Which brings us back to FB.
Facebook, what better way to connect with friends and family, right? Then selling of information. Then censorship of opposing political views. Then "suggested" posts.
Facebook, eh. I used to have one of those, until I realized the URL ought to be identitytheft.com. Or the alternate, comerobme.com, for when you're on vacation.
I use facebook to follow a community of musician/artists. Most are local. And mostly all I have met in person. FB is an advertising/promotion system for them and I get to see what they are up to. It makes me happy to keep in contact with them.
As for the sharing of information to FB. I lie to them. Its something I do often lately when dealing with telemarketers.
I pulled my FB account out by the roots in '16, when some people I wanted to remain in my affections lost their minds after the election. To be fair, I hadn't ever made much use of it and seldom looked at it. In about 4 years I had never posted anything. My main interaction was to remove tags with my name from photos that included me until eventually people stopped tagging me. So quitting wasn't very hard for me. The place is seriously creepy. I seldom think about it now. I know others who have quit and gone back. I say fuck ' em.
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I thought for a second it was day 3 "of writing a book."
I'd buy it!
I never fully engaged with Facebook. Then, I gave it up completely years ago.
Just say no to the Zuckerberg paradigm.
Sadly, we all need to give up the Bezos.
I did this last year, from January - Easter.
FB is tied to so many other apps that deleting it entirely is a giant pain, but I am looking less and less, and it seems like my friends are doing the same.
Having said that, a cousin I haven't seen in many years tracked me down via FB, so there are good things that can come from it.
Some enterprising geek needs to build the anti-Facebook. Ass book.
A place to go where you are not being bought and sold.
I use FB to promo my book and read about my friends' lives. Except for the ones that don't write about their lives but post political crap, which I have blocked.
I deactivated by account last September when I was so busy with a work project. When I logged back in over the holidays, I found the whole thing boring. The only problem with not being on FB is that people think that if they've put the information out there, then everyone knows about it. I didn't see that a good friend had surgery during this time, and I would have taken her a meal if I had known.
"Day 2 accomplished. Beginning Day 3."
Don't worry, we'll be here to hold you hair back and wipe the puke off your chin.
After a while, Facebook will be contacting you to show you what you've been missing.
Yes, there is the attraction of keeping in touch that makes Facebook attractive. I am on maybe once a month and seem to have broken the stimulation addiction. I also stopped listening to talk radio six years ago and noticed I felt better. In general, I find reading good blogs gives me all the "news" I need plus I get far more information. I was being harassed by Facebook recently, trying to get me to "come back". I think I've managed to kill the notification beast, though it took a few tries. Nasty business.
"I feel so clean and fresh!!"
That's what I've been saying!
-sw
It's not enough to pluck off the Zuckabug, throw it onto the floor and stomp it. By now it will have laid its eggs at the base of your hair follicles. The eggs will hatch and the symptoms will return. But if you're aware of this and recognize what is happening early on, you can stomp the second generation Zuckabugs before they mature, breaking the cycle.
Just tryin' a help.
People started Facebook pollution; people can stop it.
As someone so adroitly put it the other day, if a social media website is free, then you are the product. And you and your info will be sold to the highest bidder. And Zuckerdork adds another shekel to his bank account. And then we will get lectured this half-wit.
"I feel so clean and fresh!!"
It's like a Facebook douche!
but, but... corgis riding ponies!!
Other than that, you missed nothing.
I signed up for Facebook years ago so I could see a friend’s vacation pictures. When I started getting friend requests my response was, “My God, what have I done?”. I fled and never went back.
Feeling clean and fresh? You must be showering with Zest!
As I have been in law enforcement for 35 years, I have avoided any engagement with social media. From what I've seen and heard, I haven't missed a damn thing.
As I recall, 40 days is a better test of success.
Or 6 months, if changing your muscle memory is needed.
"It's like a Facebook douche!"
Sure, but only with natural ingredients, water & vinegar. No harsh chemicals like Zuconium.
How many days do you have to go to get a microchip?
Sadly, we all need to give up the Bezos.
Shop Walmart online.
Stay strong. It gets easier every day.
Belle said: FB is tied to so many other apps that deleting it entirely is a giant pain, but I am looking less and less, and it seems like my friends are doing the same.
True. Some blogs, like Powerline, can only accept comments through the FB engine. I feel like commenting sometimes but I'm not going back to FB. It's too toxic.
When I went to delete my Fb account a couple of weeks ago, all I succeeded in doing was 'deactivating' it, as suggested by Anita. Is there really no way to kill it entirely? don't want to log back in to investigate, however.
I see Ann has recruited Jim Carrey to her cause. He even wants me to dump my Fb stock. (Where was he two weeks ago?) Take the F out of FAANG!
Day 1 of not reading Althouse is going terribly =)
This is a little pathetic.
I have never succumbed to creating a FB account. My younger daughter is logged into FB on my main laptop so I can read posts if I desire. As this is her account, I don't post, comment or like anything, but merely read where I see an interesting link, and that isn't very often.
Facebook is like any other computer application. It is a screwdriver. A wrench or power tool. It can be useful for one thing. Just figure out what it does for you then use it when you need it.
"Buscar a Manana"
Ribert said: "Facebook is like any other computer application. It is a screwdriver ......... It can be useful for one thing."
While I enjoyed your analogy, allow me to disagree. My buddy and I were turning wrenches as teenagers. We used to laugh the screwdriver was the most abused tool in the toolbox. It could be used as a hammer, chisel, pry bar, drift to drive out rods and oh yes, every now and then, a screwdriver. Which brings us back to FB.
Facebook, what better way to connect with friends and family, right? Then selling of information. Then censorship of opposing political views. Then "suggested" posts.
Connecting with friends and family? What crap.
Facebook, eh. I used to have one of those, until I realized the URL ought to be identitytheft.com. Or the alternate, comerobme.com, for when you're on vacation.
Sorry Robert, I misspelled your name.
I wanted to click a "Like" for this post.
I appreciate the fix note H.
I use facebook to follow a community of musician/artists. Most are local. And mostly all I have met in person. FB is an advertising/promotion system for them and I get to see what they are up to. It makes me happy to keep in contact with them.
As for the sharing of information to FB. I lie to them. Its something I do often lately when dealing with telemarketers.
I pulled my FB account out by the roots in '16, when some people I wanted to remain in my affections lost their minds after the election. To be fair, I hadn't ever made much use of it and seldom looked at it. In about 4 years I had never posted anything. My main interaction was to remove tags with my name from photos that included me until eventually people stopped tagging me. So quitting wasn't very hard for me. The place is seriously creepy. I seldom think about it now. I know others who have quit and gone back. I say fuck '
em.
Been out for years now. I miss it about as much as a North Korean defector misses home.
Thoughts and prayers...
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