I don’t get the appeal of ‘Facebook.’ Or ‘Twitter.’ Or even what is by Inter-Google standards the old standby, ‘MySpace.’
Full disclosure. I have a ‘Twitter‘ account, set up by the Sports Blogs Nation tech gurus to promote my football site, Big Blue View. I also joined ‘Facebook’ the other day, again just to promote my work at Big Blue View and Pinstripe Alley.
You won’t catch me copying Shaquille O’Neal and spending my time ‘tweeting’ away with mindless posts on Twitter. Or dropping silly posts about my mood swings (always dark, anyway) or what music I feel like listening to.
The posts from my Facebook ‘friends,’ who are mostly former co-workers or other bloggers include these gems:
- Someone I know is ‘feelin’ jazzy.’
- Someone wants to ‘remind everyone you can still rock in America.’
- Someone is ‘looking forward to some good music.’
- Somebody thinks ‘Haikus are awesome. But sometimes they don’t make sense.’
Why does any of this make sense? To me at least, it doesn’t. And none of this provides me with information I need or care about. Nor does it improve my life.
Maybe I’m too old at 48, maybe I’m a curmudgeon, maybe I’m not open-minded enough, or maybe I just haven’t examined all the possible benefits. But, right now I just don’t get the appeal.
My 21-year-old daughter couldn’t believe it the other day when her dad showed up on Facebook. Of course, she practically lives on it. I can’t really believe it, either. I certainly don’t know what I’m really doing there.
I just know that the work I really care about is at Big Blue View and Pinstripe Alley (and here, of course). Even if I am truly anti-social — which my wife will vouch for– if the social media sites can help me promote that work, then I will be there.
Just don’t expect lots of other silly little posts about what I happen to be doing right that second. And don’t ask about my mood.