I wanted to buy something second-hand. Unfortunately, Facebook Marketplace is the shit where I live. So I thought I could quickly register, contact the seller, and delete my account afterwards.
However, I refuse to participate in this insanity. Video selfie my ass, Facebook.
Same for me. I never understood what motivated that content and, by extension, why I should care about consuming it.
Ooo you had a cheeseburger tonight! IDGAF.
Some witty political insights! Fuck off.
Your child was born! Wonderful, send an email or an announcement card in the mail.
Large scale emergency! I’m going to a reputable news source; I don’t need user-curated echo chambers.
Old friends and acquaintances catching up? I’ve had the same cell phone number for 25 years. If they wanted to reach out, they can refer to the phone number I wrote in the yearbook.
It’s just dumb.