Hi guys. I'm back.
Well, I've moved out to the big city. To find my fortune where the streets are paved with gold. To become a man. To do all those stereotypical things in films. You know the ones. And, I'm back in Kirkcaldy.
Yeah, kind of defeats the purpose, doesn't it.
There is a reason for being back but it's fairly boring. I voted today and I have my work night out tomorrow. Yes, piemen have nights out.
So, onto the meat and potatoes part of this post. Something that has been eroding all of my niceness and acceptance of everything. Facebook.
Yes, we're back to hating on Facebook again. I've done it before and I'll probably do it another million times but I couldn't leave it. What else would I spend my time on. Something productive?
Now, some of you might think, Timeline. It's got to be timeline. Well, you're wrong. Very wrong. My problem with Facebook right now is you. Yes, you.
People suck. It's a well accepted fact. When gathered in groups of more than 3, people tend to be dicks. But I'm not even bothered by how much of an idiot some people can be. I'm going to answer most peoples problems on Facebook in the next few lines.
Yes dear, he doesn't like you. Move on, you're about 14 years old.
Put a shirt on you posing wannabe pop-star.
If your status is less than 3 words, don't post it.
Wow, typing song lyrics must show how much of a deep and caring person you think you are and not the shallow worthless husk that the rest of the world knows you are.
That last one was probably a bit harsh, but I like the word husk.
That's not even the real reason I want to rant at you all. The reason is "Like and we will donate..." and "Like this if..."
Right then. Let's shatter every single one of your illusions. If a company is donating one dollar/pound/yen/imperial credit/other for every "like" then you liking it has, at most, donated one unit of currency. Now, nice as that is, why don't you donate yourself? If you feel so strongly that a cause needs money to save this child that needs a heart transplant/remove minefields from war torn countries and/or to fund research into self sustaining penguin jet-packs then why don't you put a little bit of effort in and make sure that your cause benefits. There is no guarantee that the thing you have "liked" will get anything. Like it or not, people lie. And companies are even worse.
Next up, "Like this if..." No. Just no. If you're asking for a like you don't get one you attention seeking, pathetic, like-whore. If you do like them, you're just feeding their ego, nothing else. You aren't doing anything. You haven't gained anything apart from a warm sense of smugness that is absolutely insignificant and comparable to the warm feeling down your leg as you urinate on yourself. You haven't contributed to a cause, you haven't helped. All you have done, is press a button. (Two if you've shared it)
I find it inspiring that a soldier can come back from a war with burns covering his entire body and still walk down the aisle with his sister. Honestly, it makes me want to do something better with my life than sit and like things on Facebook.
I don't need to "Like for heaven" and ignoring doesn't mean I'm in love with Satan.
I'm not going to like if I agree, remember or have seen something. I know I like things, I don't need to tell everybody about it.
If you have "liked and shared" a photo, all you are doing is shouting at your friends "HEY, LOOK AT ME. I'M SUCH A GOOD PERSON. I'M SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU ALL."
If feeling that way really means that much to you, go and do something with your life.
I know the irony of posting this on Facebook but I'm doing it anyway.
Peace out bubs.
Andrew out.
