There can only be one: facebook, the aftermath.

Hey Julian here, so I guess you’ve already been made aware by delajed about the so called bet that we made on the NBA playoffs.

Well you can kind of consider this my response. And for the record, the Pistons were not the risky choice. If you ask me the Raptors were the underdogs, not by the obvious fact that they’re pretty terrible, but by the fact the team lacks any kind of “gimmicks”. And by gimmicks I mean the Pistons had those masks, the Celtics had “Jesus” and Perkins who shares an eerie resemblance to Kratos (Oh the resemblance is uncanny, but there will be a post if you need more concrete evidence, stay tuned.) But now I ask what do the Raptors have? Nothing, no gimmicks = fail in my books. (I’m sure I’ve offended all the Raptor fans, but I’m sure I’ll be able to handle the hatred of three people, that includes you delajed.)

Anyways back to the real reason I started this post. So, sadly I did lose the bet, and that meant me swallowing all the hatred I had for facebook and finally join. Now why do I harbour such a hatred for facebook one might ask. Well in short, I see absolutely no need for it.

“But don’t you want to re-connect with people from the past?”

Not really. There’s a reason that we haven’t spoken for so long and in my case a damn good one. I made a decision to leave all those memories and “friends” where they belonged: in the past.

“Ok fine, but don’t to want to keep in touch with your friends?”

Yes I do, that’s why the people who I actually want to keep in touch with are on my cellphone or email. And writing on walls/leaving posts I feel, is the lazy way out. Don’t get me wrong I’m a big advocate for doing things half-assed and lazily but is it really that hard to use the phone? If it is, most phones are equipped with the auto-dial feature to make the daunting task of dialling even simpler.

“Don’t you want to see how your old classmates are doing?”

Strike three. I honestly couldn’t care less about how they’re doing. Knowing if they’ve become successful or how they’ve changed does nothing for me. As selfish as it may sound I only care about the things that are worth caring about: my family, my close friends, and my life.

Now before you start taking out your torches and pitchforks, I will say this: facebook does have its perks. Mainly, it allows you to keep in touch with family members who are overseas. Although hearing the voice(s) of your family is irreplaceable, but in this case facebook is a great alternative to the telephone.

So as you can imagine, it took a lot of effort on my part to actually take the plunge into the facebook pool. And after joining how do I feel? Pretty much the same, except now I just feel dirty and a bit damp. I still don’t see what the fuss is about. Honestly, can someone explain the “phenomenon” to me? Or at least give me a legitimate reason to log on. Please don’t say pictures, cause I have no interest in seeing photos of other people.

*sigh

Just looking at the post I realized that I’m coming off a bit like a loner. Granted I’m not as extroverted as some. But as for me being an introvert, you can thank that to my childhood, which is the underlying reason I didn’t want to join facebook in the first place. And no I wasn’t the fat kid or smelly kid. So before I go soap-opera all over this post, I’ll just say this: kids can be cruel.

To get back on topic, maybe it’s just me but I find that facebook is just another proverbial nail in the coffin that is human/social contact. So here’s to a brave new world: one with as little human interaction as possible.

PS. If you said yes to the questions I proposed about facebook, then either you already have facebook, or you should join.

- Julian