Facebook: From Growls to Meows and Back Again
posted on 28 February 2011 | posted in
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Facebook. Who knew what it was? Apparently I didn't, because I was happy on MySpace, posting my poems and responding to other poems by other poets. I had no idea about all these things like Farmville and Facebook banners and what not.
Apparently my friend Linda did know, because she invited me to be her FB friend. I had an account there, and I can't recall why I opened it. But Linda was my first kindergarten friend (we are now both 52 years old) and my first FB friend. I was happy on MySpace. I had my poems, and I had my poet friends, and no-one knew who I was. But gradually I left MySpace - the poets and the poetry groups were moving on to other networking sites, ones specifically for creative writing. I missed my MySpace friends, but we found each other two years later on FB. I didn't know you could blog there (blogging on FB is known as "notes"). I had a place for my poems, but not the anonymity. Damned if I was going to have *two* FB accounts - I could hardly keep track of one! - one anonymous, the other, well, *me.* One thing leads to another, and one friend leads to another. Unlike Linda, I don't 1,500+ FB friends, but there seemed to be pressure to have as many "friends" as possible. I'm happy with my 163, and half of those are bands and musicians whom I don't know personally. Now I refer to FB for good friends, good tunes, and political causes. But damned if I'll have more than 1,500 of them.
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