Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Facebook Finale I

"If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?"

I have done the unthinkable. The 21st Century version of treason. A decision so profound I shudder to think of the ramifications.

I anticipate, like many who have risked reputation and took a stand for their beliefs, statues will be erected in my honor and future generations will name their children after me, “The Big STIR.”

We live in a world of excess hyper-connectivity. Where ADD is no longer a concern, but a requirement for survival.

Our world is one where it is no longer good enough to be socially social, one must extend the prior social parameters to now include as many technological vehicles possible to showcase their social behavior. In short, a "moment" is really not "moment" unless it is dignified on Facebook, Twitter, Flickr, YouTube, etc.

A social network is a social structure made up of individuals (or organizations) called "nodes", which are tied (connected) by one or more specific types of interdependence, such as friendship, kinship, common interest, financial exchange, sexual relationships, or relationships of beliefs, knowledge or prestige.

However psychologists are finding greed, dislike, jealously, rage, self-loathing, self doubt, competition, anxiety and lies, run equally as rampant.

That doesn't sound so social as much as an episode of the "Jersey Shore.”

I feel blessed to have people receive my "weekly" blog and numerous others who caught my wisdom via Facebook. That is, until I shut it down this summer.

OK, maybe not the best business move to eliminate a huge chunk of audience but the wonders for my psyche are unquestionable.

I had come to consider Facebook less of a social network and more of a vehicle for voyeurism. I was spending more time viewing other people’s lives and comments of same and comparing those to my activities, rather than living my own life.

Considering the degree of narcissism and self absorption I possess, to even care for others is out of character, no less finding myself "checking in" for an update. So, slayed the dragon I did! In one glorious keystroke I eliminated my existence.

What came next was the big surprise...

Gregory Salsburg
Miami | New York | London
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1 comment:

  1. That's blasphemy. I'm telling the facebook police.