I hate facebook.
No, really, I can’t stand it.
Like changing my settings randomly one day, so people I normally block from seeing my status updates could see them. On a day I had a meltdown. I’m not completely blaming facebook though, and that’s the thing; people blame facebook for everything.
Facebook does not belong to the people, the people don’t belong to facebook either, but just because you have a profile doesn’t mean you have many rights to facebook. It’s your information, up to a point, it’s you of course, when they change their settings, the way the site works, anything like that, the people don’t really have a leg to stand on. They can do what they want to, especially to those aspects of the site, because it’s their site. We can complain about it sure, but if they never changed anything, we’d complain about it getting stagnant as well.
We’re human. Facebook can’t win. We can never be happy with it.
As annoying as the incident last week was, that’s still not what I hate most about facebook. Yeah that sucked, and I had to explain to my dad, and my future mother-in-law, that I was actually okay, just having a hormone induced meltdown.
What I hate needs to be broken up into two parts, the slacktivism and all the ‘like and share if you like/agree’ posts – which don’t necessarily fall into the slacktivism category.
Slacktivism is definied nicely by wikipedia in one sentance:
Slacktivism (sometimes slactivism or slackervism) is a term formed out of the words slacker and activism. The word is usually considered a pejorative term that describes “feel-good” measures, in support of an issue or social cause, that have little or no practical effect other than to make the person doing it feel satisfaction. The acts tend to require minimal personal effort from the slacktivist.
That’s what I dislike. Changing your profile picture or adding a little ribbon to it really doesn’t make any difference. Donating some money, volunteering, sponsored activities, these things make a difference, these are things that the average person can do and make a difference. There was a facebook campaign last year, to change your profile picture to a cartoon character for NSPCC and children’s charities. Instead of doing that which really wouldn’t do anything, I donated money to the NSPCC and Barnardos . I do my charity work, whatever I can, I volunteer and I write for Mind and SANE. Yeah, okay, I don’t do a lot, but I am aware that my profile picture makes a damn bit of difference to the world. Except making me and my fiancé chuckle.
The share/like thing, is as equally as stupid, but it’s more annoying than say the uselessness of slacktivism. And somewhat insulting. It’s endless and insubstantial. I like information, humour, interesting articles. Pictures with stupid semi- inspiring quotes and opinions that I may or may not agree with, I don’t need it in my life.
So why don’t I just leave?
Trust me, I’ve thought about it. I mean, it’s impossible to actually do. Well, not impossible but really hard. The instructions are really specific, and it’s three months before it’s even final. And if you visit a website you’ve linked to your facebook account then the process gets cancelled and you have to start over again. It’s hard, but not impossible.
I’ve wanted to delete my facebook a few times, I stayed because I lived in Leicester and it was the easiest way to keep in up with the family, to see pictures of my nephew. Now I’m back in Wales and that doesn’t matter. I saw her today, in person, and twice last week, and the kids too. So I could leave, right? Well, I have mostly family on there, I like seeing pictures of my cousins baby girl, knowing what my younger cousins are up to. I’m awful on the phone, I really hate using it, but my cousins don’t always have email or internet or time, so it’s sort of a happy medium. So I stick it out. I’m thinking of taking off a lot of information from my profile, just removing it altogether. A couple of weeks ago, I removed all the facebook applications from my phone – I didn’t like how it kept looking for my location even though I had set it not too. I’ve gone back to texting my status updates, as few and far between that they are.
So I’m stuck, sucked in like every other member, but at least I don’t play farmville (any more).