Hmmm. I created my Facebook page. My daughter thought it was strange, but let me be her friend, anyway. I found some friends on it that I would never have expected to find there. I left messages on their walls. But I e-mail them, anyway, privately. These sites affect me in the same way that TV news stations have started to affect me when they have banners running under the commentators. There are so many places to look I'm not sure where to start. I end up turning to another channel. I'm one of those folks who hates multi-tasking, so when I'm reading, I'm not watching TV or listening to music, and when I'm walking my dog, I'm not talking on my cell phone. My daughter is capable of having the TV on, talking to me (well, sort of) while IMing several friends online, keeping track of her roommate's messing about in the kitchen... I guess I find these sites messy. I'm a linear kind of gal...
We'll never use these in our library - that firewall thing. Anyway, when I went into Facebook I sort of felt as though I was invading a young person's holdout. I did find some friends of my generation, but why? It's so time consuming. All my work these days is on a computer - I try really hard to avoid computers during my free time. Unless I'm buying horse equipment or supplements.
Now that I've set these accounts up, I'll probably never use them again, unless I'm required to by the powers that be in some future non-firewall reincarnation of my institution. I don' t feel a need to let all my friends know what I'm doing right now. I don't necessarily need them all to know each other either. I rather like having different worlds.
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