What follows is a modified version of the diatribe I posted after having decided I must decrease my Facebook presence. I have not entirely abandoned Facebook despite itself. No, I'm forsaking life on Facebook. I cannot live or "live" there anymore, with the neighbors always watching, eyes visible through the slats in their office window blinds, and any one of them a potential member of the FBI Bobby Brady Detective Club. Think I'm joking?
What'd he think, the FBI would tell him the truth? Why, last time I checked, this little "community outreach effort" included the opportunity to report "terrorist activity." Yes, good idea: If UPS happens to leave a box on your hated neighbor's porch, you know what to do.
I suppose they realized that was a bit blatant. No problem. Instead, anonymously denounce your Facebook friends here.
To the point:
Every day, Facebook edges closer to nothing but social control, a network of spies circa Berlin,You Know When. Call it the Gossip Gestapo. You know how it works. Unload anything you like about anyone: No secrets kept here because the gossip is, of course, virtual, as harmless as FarmVille.
Meanwhile, the Global Village of Idiots lauds the freedom of speech even as it rolls over at the constantly barked command to
WATCH
WHAT
YOU
POST
ONLINE!
Facebook seems to encourage open communication, but its very design and structure encourages an environment of anti-communication, from people who post such major events as having taken a breath to the blithering, ulcer-inducing black noise of any Facebook "debate."
In a corporatist state unveiling the wizard as the spectacles fail to dazzle, we're increasingly pitted against each other right down to the sexual moment. Drone missiles hover above. Once-secret weapons appear on the streets of New York City.
Welcome to the Orwellian Shift. Welcome to Facecrime.
Me? I never Bellyfeel a thing.


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