I’ve always thought that Facebook was showy. There’s this underlying belief, which may or may not be true, that your ‘friends’ are interested in the photos, statuses and locations you post. Elizabeth Collins agrees with me. She writes, “I am so completely over Facebook… Facebook is supposed to be used to connect with friends and maybe (for singles) scope out people who interest you. I do not think that Facebook should be used to gloat, brag, show off or try to make other people feel like losers compared to you. That’s what I am seeing now from my grown-up peers when I check Facebook. It turns me off. I don’t see the point; in fact, I think showing off on FB smacks of desperation.” (Elizabeth Collins, Adults Have Ruined Facebook withJuvenile Showing Off).
I travelled Europe last year. Twenty two countries to be exact. Imagine all the Facebook statuses… ‘Eating frog’s legs under the Eifel Tower’, ‘Watching Priscilla in Leister Square’, ‘Off to a whiskey distillery in Scotland’ and ‘Sailing the Greek Islands… Toga and all.’ Makes you sick, doesn’t it. Bragging. Pure self-indulgence. Facebook has this air of pettiness about it, which either restrains us, or encourages us to get involved. A close friend of mine is forever ‘tagging’ her and her boyfriend ‘in bed’ together. Is that an abuse of privacy? I think so. And yuck. That’s the last thing I want to hear when I’m trying to ‘connect with friends’.Hugh Mackay wrote an interesting essay in the Sydney Morning Herald, discussing our unhealthy obsession with self-promotion, and recognition of “Brand Me”.