I learned to text for the same reason (QWERTY keyboard indeed).
Of course, I am on Twitter also to alert people who might be interested in my blogs. I have a rather nifty following of dog-related groups there!
All my life, I have been a communicator. Even as a grade-schooler, I would go downstairs to a room by myself and write both poems and prose. Always got my best grades in English Composition. Always enjoyed writing!
I must say that I have met some really interesting people on Facebook who I probably never would have met otherwise and I do get to keep in touch with a few people who are several thousand miles away.
Mind you, if I were not on Facebook, I probably would have the time to sit down and write a nice personal letter to those friends and relatives in Ontario and Nova Scotia.
I have re-connected with some people who have left East Texas and that is also fine.
Last week, I took my "Friend" list and well, I did a lot of clicking! I pared it down to about 40 people.
Hubby, smart Engineer that he is, simply deleted his page. Period. That's the kind of person he is: very straightforward and to the point.
I am held hostage at Facebook by a nifty game I like to play called Farm Town. Can't play Farm Town elsewhere.
Tonight, I saw two postings from my friend's daughter that really broke my heart. Yup. They almost broke my heart as much as the one I saw about myself a few days ago.
Family. You really cannot choose family, only friends. When a friend does you in, you generally get rid of them.
We live in the toughest times of our lives. We have a horrid economy, natural and man-made disasters that strike us down routinely. We have people "in charge" stealing from us. (Oh, I am so sorry, if anyone is offended that I think perhaps some major executives have stolen from taxpayers and investors.) And, of course, we are at war.
We have lost the art of sitting down with one another and talking.
I do not think that either family comment would have been made to someone in the flesh.
People have computer skills but alas they have no heart.
If they were to put their hearts and brains into what they were thinking, they would not make hurtful remarks like they do. Why? Well, the person on the receiving end would tell them they were full of blank and that would be the end of the conversation. (By the way, BLANK is just about what is in some of these minds.)
We have a major obesity problem in United States right now. Well, I guess so. A person hurts another's feelings and the first person gobbles down the first high calorie snack they can get their hands on. Unless, of course, they reach for a bottle of something stronger.
What is the matter with people? Families do not support one another and in fact, they are extremely competitive.
I remember my first father-in-law coming over to our apartment to tell us in no uncertain terms that something had been said about a cousin and we were to fess up. I knew it wasn't me and even though I did divorce him, I don't think it was my then husband. But, Pop - as the head of the family - was going to get to the bottom of it all.
Today, parents are afraid of their children . . . heck, teachers are afraid of children.
So, the generation who are now in their twenties have many among them who go 'way beyond Clark Gable in not giving a damn. These people don't care about family, "friends" or really anyone beyond what they need for the next 24 hours.
Has social media contributed to this? Do people not realize that what they write goes to friends of friends of friends. Or is it more like: they do not care? Have they no heart at all?
My readers, here we are in the year 2010 and we have come a long way . . . backwards and beyond.
I think we need to sit in a recliner with eyes closed for a while and just think. Is there some way we can go back to enjoying people and life?
