I’m addicted to Facebook. I know I am not alone, but I also know there is no good reason for this. As I have used facebook for the past few years, I have noticed there is very little content of value posted on the site. Most folks give you information about their day, the video games they are playing, or some picture of a family member or friend you have not nor ever will meet. And I guess I have taken the stance that I don’t want to be one of those posters.
As a result, I have become a snarky facebooker. I post quips or comments or lines from movies that I personally find funny or interesting. And while I don’t find much value in the content of other folks postings, I seem to need validation from them on my posts. I gauge the quality of my snarky-ness on the number of comments and likes I receive. Why do I care? No idea.
I do enjoy being a bit cryptic in my posting as I look for snarky statements to make. I’ll make reference to small part of my life or something I read online, without taking a strong stand or giving a deep opinion on it. This often results in some strange, questioning comments, which of course I do very little to clarify. I guess I like the idea of having an inside secret or a shared experience with some friends.
Maybe I am not a full participant in the social-network movement. Oh well...I mean how many more pictures of people’s dinner or posts about bowel movements do we really need? I rather read something interesting, funny, and a bit mysterious.
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