Publisher’s Ink: Finally … taking the reins of Facebook

Well, I’ve done it. I finally succumbed to the peer pressure. I’m now on Facebook. Just to clarify, it was the technical savvy of daughter No. 2 that made it all possible. Without her help I would still be staring at Facebook’s introduction page.

With the recent media hype over Facebook’s IPO stock offering and the never-ending question of “you don’t have a Facebook page?” I decided to capitulate. Just for the record, I didn’t buy into the Facebook stock frenzy two weeks ago. And by all accounts this Internet star is losing its glimmer. Don’t be surprised if this latest media phenomenon winds up on the technological trash heap with other old familiar names like AOL, Yahoo and MySpace.

“Once we complete your profile we’ll attach a photo,” daughter No. 2 explained.

With a few clicks on the computer pad my life experiences were exposed for the world to see. If she only knew her way around the kitchen and laundry room like she does Facebook. So, is this what my tuition dollars are paying for?

The photograph on your Facebook page is the starting point. It’s what friends, family and other friendly stalkers see when visiting. So after scouring a number of digital photographs I opted on using the one on today’s column.

Those perusing the vastness of Facebook will find me sitting in the saddle of a horse wearing a ball cap. You never know. There may be a political calling in my future and the only pose better than splitting firewood is the one with the candidate riding a horse. If I get real serious I’ll swap my ball cap for a Stetson.

Unlike riding a horse, Facebook really requires some deep thought. For example, who do I invite as a “Friend” to share my life with? How do I “Like” something I see and why is that relevant? How will people feel if I don’t accept them as friends? And what happens if I want to “de-friend” a friend? How do you spell AWKWARD?

“Let’s just keep this simple and include only immediate family members,” I instructed my daughter.

Sharing photographs with my kids might be rewarding. On the other hand I might see more than I bargained for when visiting their Facebook pages so the answer to my de-friending question might come sooner than expected.

If anyone out there in Facebookland cares to see me wearing a black wig in my rendition of former Libyan leader Moammar Gadhafi let me know.

Other than that you’ll find my page somewhat boring.

Ironically, the second day I went live an old childhood buddy contacted me. We performed in a rock and roll band together 35 years ago. I didn’t know where he was living since the band split up. He’s still chasing his dream with his guitar and I’m living my dream here in California.

While visiting friends (the real flesh and blood ones) recently, the topic of Facebook came up.

“What’s the purpose of it?” one asked. “I just don’t understand it.”

“Some people enjoy sharing photographs and documenting every minute of their life. It’s like a cross between chatting on a party line and exposing your diary to the public,” I explained.

In a way this social media thing is more about stroking one’s ego, seeing how many friends you can amass and sharing your life with family, friends and anyone else who cares. Friends (old acquaintances) just seem to pop up from nowhere.

It’s going to take me some time navigating my way around all these friends. So if I don’t immediately respond to anyone’s Facebook request please cut me some slack. To me, this Facebook social media fad is like riding a horse. If you fall off you just have to dust yourself off and get right back on. At least until the next best horse comes galloping along. And by the looks of Facebook’s latest stock quote that might be sooner than we think.

Richard Esposito is publisher of Village Life and the Mountain Democrat. Contact him at [email protected].

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