[kj] OT: I dislike Farcebook

[The Exorcist]

Which is why I never put on any real or relevant information on any site.
I also Mix up nicknames, use a REAL FAKE identity 
as well so I don't get confused, and tons of other crap like that.
Facebook is NOTHING compared to the Google machine.

At 01:11 PM 3/29/2009, Stephen Lawrence wrote:

>no brendan you have a good rant ..it'll make you 

>feel better and much more healthier than to 

>bottle it up ..personally i wll never get 

>involved with these things which as you rightly 

>said show how shallow   some people are and 

>totaly obsessed with the cult of personality ..i 

>have never lost sleep worrying whether or not 

>people like me ..then again the trick is to like 

>yourself and not do anything that might change 

>that self perception ...i have also heard that 

>facebook is a haven for identity theft so it was 

>probably a good idea that you quit ...stick 

>around with the gatherers where everyone tells it like it is [ i hope ]

>

>

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>From: bq at soundgardener.co.nz

>To: gathering at misera.net

>Date: Mon, 30 Mar 2009 01:21:34 +1100

>Subject: Re: [kj] OT: I dislike Farcebook

>

>Doesn’t bother me who agrees and disagrees with 

>me Mil, I just reached the end of my rope with 

>the thing. I type fast and multitask on a PC 

>pretty quick so the speed issue grates, and my 

>last dozen or so facebook experiences involved 

>getting emailed to hear that an application 

>being used by a friend of someone I worked with 

>8 years ago (and didn’t like but friended out of 

>awkwardness and wanting to look like I’m really 

>popular and catch up with those heroes with 336 

>‘friends’) wanted to bug me about some crappy 

>quiz about my sex life of stupid Hollywood 

>movies, and hey it thought it’d spam the living 

>shit out of EVERYONE starting from that person’s 

>circle of ‘friends’ all the way to Kevin Fucking 

>Bacon, and all you have to do is click on this 

>email link, sign in, wait and wait and wait and 

>wait and wait and reload the page and wait and 

>wait and try another site to make sure it’s not 

>your internet connection, and kill your browser 

>session, clear your cache, restart your router, 

>in the process accidentally knocking over the 

>stack of 50 blank DVDS onto the floor, pick them 

>back up and throw away the bottom 4 that are 

>fucked, go peel and eat a carrot and silently 

>chant the Mantra of Calmness to find your happy 

>place, come back, go through the whole process 

>again, and then if your little data load wins 

>the sperm race and beats all the billions of 

>other little data loads in to the Deathstar’s 

>servers, YAY! you get the chance add the 

>application PERMANENTLY into your life and get 

>bugged ever more frequently and thereby give 

>some bunch of soulless nerds access to all of 

>your personal data so that you can take the quiz 

>or kill an undead ninja pirate in some pathetic 

>‘game’ that doesn’t match Pong for graphics or 

>playability, all in order to garner demographic 

>information about who you are, who you talk to 

>and what you like and WHAT THEY CAN SELL YOU and 

>the only way to delete your data permanently is 

>to delete your whole profile, all your friends, 

>photos, every single message you’ve sent or 

>received, all the stupid wall and super wall and 

>poke and super poke and endless notifications 

>about what other people are thinking and blah 

>blah blah blah blah blah and jump through dozens 

>of fiery barbed hoops turning all the 

>notification options off, each time waiting for 

>the laggy piece of shit site to catch up cos 

>it’s busy driving millions of other people 

>insane and rendering the entire online world yet 

>stupider and more shallow, and THEN ask Facebook 

>personally, via email (?!) to kindly delete your 

>account, and wait A WEEK, then take their word 

>for it that they have, while they no doubt make 

>sure to reload all your info from backup 

>straight into the CIA’s servers and highlight 

>your account because you were one of the very 

>few who not only wanted to leave the Matrix, but 

>managed to find out how and actually take the 

>time to delete every single annoying piece of 

>data on the stupid, fucking, thing.

>

>

>

>Anyway. I hate it and my last handful of 

>experiences with it have sapped my will to live. 

>But hey

we can still be friends J

>

>

>

>PS: Anyone who takes me too seriously when I go 

>on like this, please turn down your credulity.

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