After five years as a user I have deactivated my Facebook account. No trauma, no elation. If I thought it mattered that much I would say more about it. Perhaps that is my biggest reason. It just didn’t mean much to me anymore.
That isn’t to say other reasons don’t exist. Facebook as a social experience is by nature superficial and safe. The nature of the media distorts the whole concept of meaningful communication. And then there has always been the feeling of being used, an object to be shared or sold to the market place.
My arrangement here at Squarespace is more open and straightforward. I pay the money and they provide very good service. No advertising. They let me mind my own business.
I’ve heard that blogging is old school now. I guess the fact that I don’t care, that I expect people to meet me here on my own terms, all print and no eye-candy, confirms it. I’m fine with that.
With Facebook gone I’ll do more here. I cannot keep from writing, from sharing what’s on my mind. I try to edit the thoughts in a way that makes them worthwhile to others, a way that makes them readable. I few may check in from Facebook. I did get some traffic through links I posted there. Google makes me easy to find.
I feel a certain selfishness in my attitude. I know that I should have taken more interest in my friends. The truth is I just never found Facebook a good way to connect for the long term. It cannot replace the meaning of a flesh and blood connection. There was something about the interface, the whole clutter and noise, that put me off.
I could say more about the experience, but I don’t have that much interest in it now. I’m moving on.