So I’ve gone and done it.
I deactivated my Facebook account.
I don’t know why I had never seriously entertained the
notion before. I’ve been less than
impressed with FB for a long time. But the
addiction to that online connection made it impossible for me to even consider living
without it. Or that living without it
might even be a good thing.
Online connection has been a vital part of my life for almost
16 years. I discovered infant social
media in 2003, at a time when I was desperate for connection to ANYONE. When I look at the whole experience in my
rearview mirror, I realize that it was only during maybe the first five of
those years that the connection was real and strong and vital, challenging and
alive. The rest of the time has been
spent wondering what happened to the connection, and trying every which way to
get it back.
After the demise of AOL J-land, Facebook seemed the place where
everybody went. So I went there,
too. And rode the gradual metamorphosis
of social media from what it was to what
it is now. Unfortunately, I have been
all too willing to cling to the aspects that most closely resembled the
cherished early days of innocent, intense internet interactions. It took me a loooong time to finally understand
that those days, and those interactions, are gone for good and all. What’s left is the shells of those
relationships disappeared under the heaps of mundanity and inanity we now “share”
with our internet “friends”—who are not really that (friends) anymore.
But it was only in the past few months that the Universe
started giving me signs that Facebook was no longer a place for me to be. When “friends” and pages began to delete
conversations I had been part of, or at the very least, my comments from a
thread, I realized I no longer had a place in that community….or, I no longer
had a community in that place. I had to
seriously examine my presence there.
And then, there was the Nancy Pelosi video. The straw that broke the camel’s back. The video is purposely altered to make the
Speaker of the House appear drunk, or somehow altered/incompetent. And was introduced to and perpetuated on
social media by none other than our illustrious toddler-in-chief.
When pressed on the subject by ACTUAL news media, Facebook
representatives claimed the video would not be banned, and that FB would allow
people to “make up their own minds.”
Facebook knows, anybody with a brain knows, certainly the
masterminds of the right wing propaganda machine know, that social media have
invited—forced, even—way too many people to do WAAAY t0o much “making up their
own minds.” So much so that FB is now easily
weaponized by any entity—politician, preacher, criminal, enemy-of-the-state—wishing
to attack or destroy someone or something.
Yes, Facebook is primarily a weapon.
A weapon that no one knows how to control, but everyone knows how to
manipulate. An extremely lethal weapon,
dropped into the hands of anyone with an internet connection and a keyboard.
And because there is a goldmine of money involved in the
trafficking of this weapon, insignificant details like its threat to human life,
society and the survival of our nation are sidestepped, downplayed and
ignored.
This was when I realized I couldn’t be a part of it
anymore. Any more than I can be a part
of “religious” practices that are no more than codified ways to control large
populations of humans beings through fear and violence. Power in the hands of the few to control the
many.
When I stated my intention to leave Facebook, I was told
that one person leaving was not going to make any difference to FB…was not going
to inspire them to change their policies and clean up their act. I agree…it will not.
But my decision isn’t about that. It’s about standing up for what I
believe. It’s about being able to look
at myself in the mirror and know that I have not compromised my beliefs, not lowered
my standards; that I will not go on sidestepping and excusing inexcusable policy
because refusing to do so might cause me to let go of something I have held on to so
hard for so long. Something that, when
you take a close look at it, is not worth holding on to quite that hard, nor for
any longer than...yesterday.
I won't say it wasn't a difficult step to take...I know there are folks I "met" 16 years ago on AOL journals that I will probably never hear from again. People that have been a part of my life; people that I have cared about. That is hard...that makes me sad. But, in the end, I think it was time to make that move.
So, yeah…this is only my second day without Facebook. And I’m already noticing how much more time I have. I’ve been wondering lately
why I never seem to have enough time to get all the things done I need to
do. I thought it was a function of
growing older and slower. But, no… It appears that wasting one or two or three hours every day "checking in" on social media definitely puts a dent in one’s
productivity.
I have WAY too much to do right now to waste time dicking
around on the internet. And now, I have
a couple more hours a day to accomplish the real life things that need doing.
So I’d say, so far, this is a win. We'll see how it goes from here on.