How (not) to get addicted to Facebook

It’s easy to get sucked into Facebook and spend (or as bosses call it, waste) one’s whole day on it. But how does the addiction, which has made one website as powerful as China or America, start?

This snippet from the irreverent American animated series South Park is doing the rounds on, um, well, Facebook. Here’s poor Stan who does not want to be on Facebook, but his friends obviously think otherwise. So they make him a profile, then his dad needs to be added as a friend, and then, and then, and then….

Here’s the embedded video that can let you see it without logging on to Facebook.

I’ll also use this space to discuss an interesting trend – of people trying to get off Facebook. (I’d like to but can’t; there’s a part of me addicted to it (sadly), and there’s another part of me that seems to rely on corporate Facebook promotions for one’s daily sambar nd rice). The Economist’s Babbage columnist writes of his efforts to get off Facebook in an engaging blog post:

The coup de grâce was eventually administered by navigating to the bottom of Facebook’s home page and clicking on the help link. At the “Help Center” page, a search for “Delete Facebook” brought up the site’s “FAQ” page — which listed, among other things, the item “I want to permanently delete my account”. After clicking that link, Facebook still tried to persuade fleeing users like your correspondent merely to deactivate their accounts rather than delete them. Ignoring such threats and pleas, the answer was to click the “Delete My Account” link and put up with further reminders that this represented permanent deletion (oh joy!); and that all the content added to the account over the years would be lost for good (hurray!). Like intrepid escapees before him, your correspondent bravely clicked the “Submit” button.

And then he speaks of the ultimate Facebook revenge:

But here’s the quandary. Your correspondent’s daughter has just turned 13, and is now officially old enough to have a Facebook account.

And like any father of a 13-year old, he’ll have to be back on Facebook to ‘friend’ his daughter, so he knows what she’s doing.

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About ozymandias

What am I? A body and brain, products of carbon concatenation chemistry, an intelligence and conscience to enable bits of DNA evolve. Maybe a pharaoh, maybe a dung-beetle, never more than a safe conduit for some genes.
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