Don't make all of us bear witness to your hyper-focused interest on something that, try as we might, we just don't care about. Don't make all of us bear witness to your hyper-focused interest on something that, try as we might, we just don't care about.
Through a revealing and energetic discussion with my college honors students, the following narcissistic personas emerged: The Brand Addict, the "to the person who" people, Dear "so-and-so" Who Will Neve Answer...
I can empathize with the exhaustion of the wedding circuit, schlepping gifts of blenders and karaoke machines hither, thither and yon. But I dont' understand the need among some singles to be cheered on in their singledom like newlyweds dashing toward a shaving cream-streaked car.
My mom thinks Facebook is a harbinger of the end of society, if not the actual cause itself. She called me last night and said, "Are you on that... Oh, I don't even want to know," like she was about to ask about Grindr. No, she was talking about Facebook.
As with anything, you should think carefully before you post the good news that you're expecting. Do you really want to share this with the world? Is there anyone -- perhaps an employer or a family member -- who you're not quite yet ready to tell?
The fatal flaw in my Facebook rebellion was found where it is always can be found: the students. Turns out, my aversion to using Facebook professionally didn't stop students from going there. In droves.
In an ideal world, Facebook wouldn't really matter much for most people. Communication would be direct, and you would have to do more than just stalk someone's information page to know his or her life story. But this isn't the case in today's world.