I get it, I really do. Honestly. It makes sense to me. You get to connect with millions of people; discuss brands; become an incredible avatar of your real self.
If you have agoraphobia.
I pay my dues to Twitter. It’s given me lots of new ideas. I’ve brought in new business by smarting it out with other companies on Twitter. Twitter works for me.
The beauty of Twitter is in starting a conversation you can often take offline.
The problem with Facebook is the conversation generally stays there.
Fan Pages. Groups. Live news feeds. Aggregated, they’re a diet that millions live on. It surprises me sometimes that food sales haven’t plummeted, and Weight Watchers replaced Tesco at the altar of the cathedral of commerce.
It is an obsession. I’m not curious any more. I’ve had it confirmed to me.
I completely understand the stigma around websites – in the new age of the semantic web, sites will be merely stepping stones on a journey for many, as they hunt down their informational prey. So yes, we probably have a lesser role to play in hosting communities, more in becoming part of a wider, global one.
But I don’t bite the bait that tells me that if you’re not big on Facebook, you don’t have a face. Methods and mechanisms change all the time.
I love the concept of living life off the grid. Social interactions with the person stood in front of you.
I’m not so sure we as humans will ever totally fall off the edge of the real world in favour of the virtual.
But listening to millions eulogise over Facebook this, Facebook that, you’d think people wouldn’t need to exist in anything but binary.