All of this Social Networking stuff is totally beyond me.
OK, I guess it has it's uses, like keeping up with family and friends that don't have time (or the inclination) to communicate with everyone, but I don't understand why I need to know about all of the strange creatures someone has found playing a game, or all of the other peculiar things that folks do with these games. I certainly don't need to know one of my friends is now friends with someone I never heard of. I don't need to know that one of my family members made a comment about one of those folks I never heard of. But I confess, I have a Facebook account.
And for the life of me I don't understand why I should 'follow' some web site on Twitter or why I should want to be a 'fan' of some other website. I don't 'follow' anyone and I certainly don't want anyone 'following' me. I think that used to be called stalking! I had a twitter account, but I cancelled it.
I keep getting invitations from some people I have never heard of, wanting me to be their 'friend' and join them on some weird website for some specific purpose like 'studying' or whatever. I left school along time ago, so what do I need to 'study' now?
My Gmail account wants me to 'Buzz'. What on earth for? My email is supposed to be private, so why does Gmail want me to share it with everyone? I don't know everyone! (And I don't want to, either!) I still use Gmail, but I turned Buzz off.
Facebook wants me to let everyone in the world know what I post. Why? Does Facebook think I am so wonderful that everyone in the world is eagerly waiting for me to say something marvelous? I am afraid they are all going to be very disappointed. Marvelous and me are not something that goes together.
There is a lot of other stuff that makes me think I may be an old fogey. I don't like cell phones! I have one, but I don't use it much.
I see folks everywhere with cell phones in hand. What are they always taking about? What they had for breakfast? Who knows, but when I am out in public I don't care to be overheard taking to anyone. I don't want to hear them talking either, but there they are yakking away, oblivious to their surroundings and who might be listening.
The Old Fogey
