Why I left Facebook...and why I came back

Why I left

1. One day I will die and you will not know that because there will be no one to give a ‘status update’

 2. I have too many ‘friends’ who didn’t talk  with me in the last 15 years or so when they had a chance but now they suddenly want to be ‘friends’ – P.S. I looked up the meaning of the word ‘friend’ in the dictionary. Well, turns out I had been hallucinating all these years!

 3. FB suggests that I be friends with the guy who lent me a pencil sharpener in Class 2.

 4. I don’t want  any more   E-loves (E loves can also hurt)  and ‘ Long time no see, How are you?’ talk – ( If you really wanted to meet me, you would have met me the last time you were in town)

 5. It is the age of PR and marketing and there is a little three year girl inside everyone (including me) that demands attention, seeks attention and throws tantrums. I want to kill the bitch!

6. I have no  pics of  me holding  a beer glass with a hot babe  swooning  on my neck

7. I am tired of electronically stalking ‘friends’ and people I hate.

 8. I want to slow poison the voyeuristic horny pest in me and you that likes to know who the ex GF is dating and keeps tabs on what I am doing in life.  

 9. I figure that I don’t need a computer to ‘LIKE’ people and become ‘popular’.

10. On an 'intellectual' note - Ever since I read about Peter Thiel ( FB board of directors), Rene Girard (philosophical mentor of Thiel) and the theory of mimetic desire where Girard reckons that people are essentially sheep- like in nature and will copy one another without much thought the FB thing is making more sense to me. 

11. If you have had the patience of reading it this far, congratulations! 10 points are more than enough I guess, as any MBA god will tell you, with lessening attention spans, people do not want to read more. 

And why I came back ...

1. The three year old bitch inside me won ! 


On all other counts I stand by what I said... My friend fakebook.