Feeling Digitally Challenged

“Hi, Can I be your friend?”

I can’t handle another anonymous Facebook invite. Currently down from 43 to 17 people. Yes I have 17 people in facebook limbo.

Being rather nomadic these last few years, its been very easy to keep in touch with people via facebook. Having lived in a little dorpie (lets call it SleepyVille) , then moving to Durban then to Cape Town – my social network has expanded. Thanks to facebook, my virtual social network is starting to look alarmingly large :/ there’s no way I can know three hundred some odd people!!

We’re NOT friends!!!

It feels like digital life has sucked up the occupants of Sleepyville. Civilization has infiltrated through the fortress, letting the world in one website at a time. Suddenly everyone I attended high school with is on facebook . Everyone including their siblings and extended family who attempt to say: “I know you, we lived in the same town”

And I’m like : woah, back up abit, this does NOT make us friends.

Or: “hi, we’re we’re friend because I know you through your sister.”

once again , WE’RE NOT FRIENDS!!

Yech! I’m currently abusing the privacy settings and blocking people who just don’t get the bigger picture. We’re not friends, quit adding me and msg’ing me already. GRRR

Moral Decay

How high is the level of insecurity that the significant other undergoes? I have had jealous wives, girlfriends and buddies mailing me to question my associations. This is just weird. Do you think temptation to cheat is fed by facebook, due to contact being more accessible between people? There is the marvelous array of pictures, the meeting of minds, the imaginative charm projected via use applications (virtual chocolate and flowers??:P) Not to mention, the dating and flirt applications. Mindless fun? Not always.

Psycho Alert?

One can create, feed facades and hide within a double life. One can create ideal states of manipulation to prey on people (not everyone has the same moral compass, there are liars, cheats and psycho’s out there) – I used to wonder if I was alone in my paranoia, but after my most recent misadventure… I think facebook can turn normal people neurotic and insecure. Be discreet about the information you include on your profile… facebook psycho’s should not be given enough leverage to turn pro-stalker. Back to cushioned reality… it is all fun and games? Isn’t it? Makes you think, hey?

Dumb Applications

Some applications irk me!!! BIGTIME!! I hate being bitten by zombies and biting chumps and vampires. They’re like facebook STD’s!! AND…. Do I need a facebook application to tell me that I’m having cute babies? Do I need facebooks validation as to whether or not I have sex appeal? And of course, the latest classic … an application to gauge my bra size.???!!! How the hell does this work? I mean, really now?

*dramatic eye roll*

Micoblogging

or Status updates are interesting to watch. Soapie, comedy, drama, random junk and of course , some are less imaginative or overtly sexual. I love twitter. I don’t have much to tweet about, but I love twitter. Following the media colony gurus, trendsetters, social media entrepreneurs …. it’s been interesting to keep up with the latest in the tech world, blogging, media issues and others of the like. Yes… Twitter still holding my attention. I <3 twitter. Click here to follow me

Which brings me back to thinking… To blog or not to blog.
Maybe I need to change my approach considering that the internet has changed with the concept of web2.0 – it’s no longer about what you want to write about,
its about what people want to read…
or is it really?