Facebook: The ‘Social’ Network

It’s passed it’s use by date, it’s finished, no longer associated with the purpose that it was created for, now a depressing wasteland of ‘wannabes’ and dreams. Facebook is the network that use to be a cool little place where you and your friends could catch up, talk, post photos and excite each other with the comment notifications. But now Facebook isn’t like that anymore, this was 2 years ago, before the user-base suddenly jolted into the 500 millions and every school-kid left MySpace to clog up Facebook’s arteries.

Now there is so many people on Facebook, that there’s no longer anything social going on, the social sponges that live their life in their little huddle of popularity, get along just fine with their gang of 20, 25, despite the fact their friend count reads 1000+. But for those that want that easy going friend-hangout… Well you’re time has come and gone, now Facebook grants you access to more people than you want to acknowledge. It doesn’t matter if you don’t add heaps of people, if your friends have heaps of people on their list then you’ll be lucky to hear anything from them at all. With the news feed clogged up with statuses and quiz games from constant-Facebook-accomodants you no longer get to see anything from you’re actual friends. Because we’re all adding people we know these days, but not the people who we actually KNOW.

I used to be rather happy when I got a notification telling me  that someone has posted to my wall, now I just delete the email and forget about it, because the only rubbish that’s ever posted on my wall is, “John answered a question about Ben! Click here to find out what he said!” how ridiculous, if you were to click on that stupid box then you’d open up the app, allow it to access your personal info and then answer questions about each of your friends 10 times before being able to read what the ruddy question was. It’s a stupid luring trick designed to get more people using their app, and people are that stupid to use it that we’re all getting, ‘…answered a question about you!…’ posts on our wall. I haven’t had an actual person post anything on my wall at all, probably for the past 4-5 months, just ‘question about you’ apps, viruses designed to trick ignorant monkeys and the occasional: “Jeff sent you s@#& in farmville!”

Hmmm, why do I keep using names that begin with a ‘J’ for all my examples?

To say the least, it ‘sucks.’

I don’t go on Facebook as often anymore, because if anything it just makes me sad. Just saying that line sounds like a Play School host asking kids questions about their emotions, but then again, Play School never insists on answering hundreds of questions about friends in order to get one answer about you in return, which turns out to be: “What is Ben’s favourite colour?”,”dunno.”

Yeah, yeah, okay, so I tried it once, but now I ignore just about anything on facebook that ‘offers’ me something, because they’re all the same.

Where was I? Oh yes, Facebook makes me depressed is depressing, it’s just bland, nothing ever happens on there that actually makes me feel happy anymore. I feel better when I’m not on Facebook, or when I don’t bother looking at it. My friends hardly post anymore, it’s just a constant clatter from all those people that just sit on Facebook their entire life, just posting whatever comes to their mind, in a short space of time…[No, I’m not changing this post into a Dr Seus book] and I said in my post Activities of the Lively, these people then tell me that I don’t have a life, simply because ‘I do nothing’ and I’m ‘not social.’

Here me now, Facebook is no longer social, I’ve been more social on Nation Of Design than I have on Facebook, ever since Nation Of Design has it’s own mini-social-network, but it’s not clogged up like Facebook, it has a nice home-styled community of really great people, no stupid questions to answer, no farmville to chip-in, just doing what we love, graphics and art.

Facebook is just a big long list of people saying: “backstabbing slut”, “feeling prime for the weekend” and “like for a like”. It’s all boring useless rubbish.

And I’m sick of it.

Yours Ever So Truly,

Ben