Facebook Whingers

After a midnight visit from my unwanted boyfriend, Insomnia, I am a little over-tired. Too little sleep turns me into the person you do not want to sit next to. Ever. I shall attempt to temper my grumpiness by whining about Facebook. Click off this page immediately if you are offended by whinging and moaning. You have been warned.

Honestly, I love Facebook. Never before have voyeurs, such as myself, had such free reign to tune into other people’s lives, whether or not we’re close friends. I mean this in a completely non-freaky way though. Yes, I will flick through your photos (and those of your friends, even the ones I don’t know) but I won’t then stalk you or send you weird mails or have envelopes filled with notes made up of letters cut from magazines delivered to your office.

No, I’m more of a social voyeur. The type that just looks, laughs and occasionally judges (honestly, who doesn’t?), as I’m assuming, people do with me. I did, however, change my privacy options to stop people other than those I know from looking at my pictures because I know what people (read: me) are like. Not that I mind Friends of Friends seeing what I’m up to, it’s the Friends of Friends of theirs I worry about. Snigger. Which brings me to my point: two bugbears, big, fat ones.

Firstly, the people who keep whining on in their status updates about Facebook and their privacy. For heaven’s sake people, did you not notice, on signing up, that it was Facebook? You were not signing in to your secure bank account, it’s Facebook. Read the name, work the concept through your little mind. That’s the point – putting your entire life out there, for the world to see.

However, what you put out there is your choice. You don’t sign on and little suckers come flying out of your screen, attaching to your brain and offering your every thought, conversation, soul-kept secret as your status updates (thank god). You choose what to put there, you choose the pictures you put there, are tagged on, allow people to see. Honestly, if you don’t like it, use the privacy features or stop whinging and whining and delete your profile.

Secondly, more on the whining. I so wish there could be a dislike button for all the revoltingly whiny status updates. Stop moaning about the trivialities that make up life, we all have them. I am truly sorry that your milk is sour, but I’m not sure it’s worthy of Stalkbook. And especially stop moaning vaguely, causing ripples of responses to your update saying “….. is unimpressed” to ask what’s wrong. Suck it up. As my mother says: “If you’ve got nothing nice to say, don’t say it.” I’d like to make her the moderator for Facebook, just for a day.

Shoo, look at me ranting and whinging. As I said, I love Facebook, and I love hearing the minutiae of my friend’s lives (even the sour milk now and again) but it’s the constant whining I don’t like. It’s not that they all have to be happy. Hell, mine aren’t. It’s just that there’s a difference between sad, disappointing  tragic and… Whining. This post, well, it’s a bit whiny.

On discussing this with friends, the response is universal. Just delete people. Problem is: I feel so bad deleting people, even though they won’t even know. It just seems so, well, mean.

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3 Responses to Facebook Whingers

  1. dork says:

    You can just hide their status updates from your newsfeed I think. Top right of the status msg…hover their and I think you get the option to hide.


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