I also logged onto Google+ today to what still not happening there. I think the last new posting was still from Gary Olsen who posted something then day he joined I think, asking what the necessity was for so many social media sites. He hasn’t posted again since. In fact, I believe the only people that are posting regularly to Google+ are the “experts” and “celebrities” that Google is paying to make regular posts. 

I think there are more posts on my wall in five minutes on Facebook that there are combined on MySpace and Google+ since Christmas. I feel kind of bad for MySpace. They were so cool and then it’s like the world caught them eating their booger or something and they were instantly uncool. I, however, do not feel bad for Google. They are the 1,000,000,000,000 pound gorilla in the room. The officially have more money than God and Oprah combined and they can’t buy themselves into the “cool” game. They have built the uber-social networking juggernaut site and the world has responded with a resounding “eh..”.

So, for the moment we’re all still enamored with Facebook, while at the same time extremely annoyed and exhausted by the hundreds of inspiration photoshop pix that flood the wall. The worst part is when, it seems, someone must not have been online in a while and they feel it is necessary to repost every one of those images they like all at the same time. I can’t tell you for sure who they are because they’re no longer on my wall, thank you very much. 

If you post more that ten worthless things to Facebook in an hour, you’re dead to me. If you invite me to participate in any kind of -ville, first I will check your own page, then, if your page consists of nearly all posts related to your participation in fantasy worlds, you are dead to me. If not, and I don’t really know you, you are probably still dead to me. If you only post things intending to incite people, bye bye. If you publish right wing or uber-religious not-job rhetoric, I promise you, I can’t see it anymore... (noting against God, just you). If you explain on Facebook how Obama hates our soldiers or America, well, you should be dead to everyone, because you are an ignorant kool-aid drinking idiot. I’m sorry, I guess they have a politically correct word for that, Tea-Partier. Hopefully that just made them all mad and and they’ll unfriend me which will save me so much time. 

Considering I am who I am and I do what I do, I don’t deny any friend requests, unless they’re from obvious hackers with stripper profile pix. And when I turn off these people’s wall posts, I don’t un-friend them. I don’t think they’re necessarily bad people. They just seem to annoy me with their existence. 

They say music, laughter or is it alcohol, is the key to the soul. One of those. I think it may be a Facebook account. People will say pretty much anything they think or feel on there and it’s really not a good idea. The only thing worse is probably writing what you really think or feel and then printing it in 10,000 newspapers. But that would take a real knucklehead... with a newspaper. I see so many people’s true-selves exposed on Facebook and think, if your employer saw that you’d be screwed! Mostly I see people repost other peoples words and images to explain who they are because they seem to lack the creativity to make up their own stuff... or they just can’t afford Photoshop.

Probably the smartest ones are those who just sit and watch and contribute nothing. They get the dirt on everyone and share no dirt on themselves. But what fun is that? I want to know who’s like me and I want them to know I’m like them, so when the Santorum, er, I mean zombie apocalypse does come and the real world looks like MySpace does now, at least I’ll know who’ll have my back and who’s sure to be among the walking braindead. : ) And I hate “Timeline.”

If all of this just scared and confused you, I’ve been meaning to share with you my condolences on the closing of Bishop’s Buffet. Good luck. It’s going to be okay.