The Facebook

26 10 2005

Facebook, which I am blogging about because Mr. Allen blogged about an alumni, Chris B’s blog. In particular, I’m posting to Chris (2)’s post about the Facebook, where he writes “If you do not join The Facebook, you become the town leper and you are socially outcast.” .

Chris comments that some people have too many friends. On facebook this tends to be irritatingly true. Facebook, at Least the Harvard section, has a facebook group, titled, “the Facebook Rule Group”. One of the better groups out there, it states:

Since many people do not know how to use Facebook correctly. Here are some simple rules.

[01] You must have a picture. This is not the question mark book.

[02] This picture should actually look like you. Using a picture in which you appear a lot more attractive than you actually are can be misleading and lead to disappointments.

[03] If you see someone in person that you’ve seen on Facebook, say something. don’t just point, and definitely do not poke them. Chances are they recognize you too, unless you have not followed rules 1 and 2.

[04] Why are you drinking in your picture? It doesn’t make you seem cool. Also, your beverage is probably blocking your face.

[05] Are you actually married? If not don’t put that down under your relationship status. Nobody WANTS TO GET WITH YOU!!

[06] Don’t just join every single group ever. Stay focused.

[07] Obviously you check Facebook every 5 minutes, so please respond to your messages in a timely manner. Chances are you’re making the sender of the message extremely insecure.

[08] Don’t just confirm everyone who asks you to be their friend. Good rules of thumb: Would you say hi to this person if you passed them in the yard? No? Are they hott? Yes.

[09] Don’t edit your own wall, it makes you look like a loser.

[10] Just because there wasn’t a question in a message someone sent you, does not mean that you do not have to respond. Since small talk is virtually eliminated through facebook profiles, when there is no question, a comment is definitely in order.

[11] If you are not on Facebook, that does not mean that people will think you are cool or mysterious. It means no one is thinking about you at all.

[12] Don’t be embarassed to check facebook @ the science center or the library. You have nothing to be ashamed of, the people who really matter don’t care.

#8 works always. Would you say hi if you walked by them? If so, friend them. By the way friend is a verb, meaning “to add as a friend on some list of some kind”. If for some strange reason you receive a friend request from someone you would normally walk past with out making eye contact, in such a way that you show indifference to their existence at or near Earth, you should probably click ‘reject’.

Now for some of my thoughts. First off, the SMES high school facebooking is really not put together. Yes, Chris (2), they have high school facebooks, gross I know. So far only Tommy and a few others and myself have joined the high school facebook. From most people I talk to, the notion of facebook being a high school thing hasn’t leaked through. Facebooking began small as a way to have tabs on other kids at school. Now, as Mr Allen writes, it is the 5th most frequented site on the Internet. Facebook has expanded to be this myspace phenomenon in college. What’s great about facebook is the lack of html coding. You cant make red text on bright pink backgrounds, grind heavy metal music into your skull, force downloading videos onto your screen,etc.

Facebooking can be just stupid, arrogant high school myspaces, but they can also be good for getting a cell phone number for someone or a way to, like email, send messages, friendly “pokes”, etc. I agree with Chris, Facebook is generally misused by drunken frat boys who couldn’t pull together a website on their own anyways.

Professor Teuber (prnounced TOY-ber), my Harvard philosophy teacher, was a knowledgabele man. In fact when I spoke with him in his office, though he had a class of 130 or so, he knew my name. At first he said – “It’s in the 2nd half of the alphabet.” I nodded, yes. “Last name is towards the end.” Again, a nod. “After T, after U”. By then I realized that, he did indeed know my name. His secret he told me, “Facebook”.



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