FAUX Fabulous....Facebook?

Now, I am as addicted to Facebook as the next person. But, for the good of man, I have stepped outside of myself and made a fair assessment of the problem with this new social media device.

Facebook statuses are the devil.

Let's think about this.

Fight with boyfriend Facebook status: Stephanie is trying to figure out what she saw in you in the first place.
Work is getting on my nerves: Stephanie is scanning the classifieds.
Quotable happening on TV: Stephanie is doing like Diddy and preserving her sexy.
Pop media scandal: Stephanie believes that JayZ and Beyonce are married.

Like, are we serious?!

Once upon a time, there used to be a phenomenon called privacy. It was the notion that your business was not accessible to people who had nothing to do with it. The idea that your mother would never find that box of drunken photos stashed under your bed in that cracked floor board. The idea that your new boyfriend might not quickly turn into your old boyfriend due to one unassuming friend, a digital camera, and not-so-private privacy settings. And the comfort of walking down the street, not having to worry about random pictures of you show up on this gosh forsaking site.

But we go beyond that. We TELL people how we feel. The question, that ghosted text on the status bar, peer pressures you into telling the world "WHAT ARE YOU DOING RIGHT NOW?"

AHHHHHHH!!!

We MUST stop this cycle! We must cease in succumbing to that question. PROTECT PRIVACY! Down with the status bar!! Who's with me?!

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Stephanie just posted a new entry to her blog. Sigh.