I finally got my hair did again yesterday. It’d been over six weeks, which is a long, long time for me to go between appointments. My hair grows super fast, for one, and then red is a color that fades quickly. Generally I get my hair done every four weeks, but at the four-week mark my hair still looked good, still a bright red, and my roots were barely noticeable. That, and my hair was still behaving when I tried to style it. So six weeks it was — and while I mourn the lack of the hair ‘do I had yesterday, the shorter look is good too.
And it takes all of thirty seconds to blow-dry.
I got to chatting with my stylist, as I do (who, me?? Chatty?? Nahhhhh), and the talk turned to Facebook. I love this woman. She has problems sleeping some nights, so she spends her nights on FB when insomnia hits. Of course, this means that we’re on at the same time, since I stay up far too late most nights.
One thing she’s noticed lately is how mean people have gotten on FB. And you know, it’s true. I thought Facebook was a place for us to share our photos and our lives with our friends, a convenient one-stop place for friends and family to keep up with us. Most of my friends hold to this belief as well, for which I am hugely grateful. My stylist was telling me about one of her friends who posted a personal attack on her (the friend’s) sister-in-law, and the language she used was absolutely shameful. And it wasn’t just her! There was another friend of my stylist’s who wrote something to another friend that was inflammatory at best.
I realize that the anonymity of the internet makes it very easy to say things we’d never have the guts to say to a person’s face, but why on Facebook? And why so publicly? If you have a problem with someone, send it in an email. There’s no reason to be airing all your dirty laundry in such a public forum.
Facebook seems to be the place to complain lately. Sure, there are days when I don’t feel the greatest, either physically or mentally, and I’ll post something to that effect. But there are folks that seem to look for the rain clouds in the beautiful blue sky, and that’s all they ever post about. This person will piss them off, so that’s a Facebook post. And then something else pisses them off, so there’s another Facebook post. Whatever happened to looking at the bright side of things?
That, and what is it about Facebook that makes people so antagonistic? Sometimes it feels like people are just digging for a fight, and they’ll post the most inflammatory things to see who’ll bite. And one thing that really bothers me is all the political things swirling around. Look, I realize I have a differing political view from most of my friends, but I believe in respecting whoever it is that occupies the White House. That man is my husband’s boss, and far be it from me to be disrespectful. Our country was built on the idea that we are allowed to disagree with our political leaders, but there’s a proper way to do it. Calling our president names, and pointing out every mistake he’s made and even some he hasn’t had a chance to make, isn’t the way to go about it. It’s one thing to have a thoughtful discussion about politics on Facebook, if that’s your thing, but personally I’d rather not it all shoved in my face whenever I log on.
I am also amazed at what people will put on Facebook. I know some folks won’t even put their real name, like our own Poolagirl (though we all know her real name is actually Angela Lansbury!), and I respect that. But others see it as a way to hang all their dirty laundry out to dry. Do folks not realize that huge amounts of people can see their postings? If you post on someone’s Wall or their status message about your own marital problems, or that surgery you had but don’t want people to know about, anyone who’s friends with that person can read about it as well. And now you’ve got people you don’t even know learning more about you than you probably wanted them to know. If you really want to keep something private, send an email — or better yet, call the person. That way there’s no paper trail at all.
Let’s all try to keep Facebook fun, shall we?! (For the record, if you’re reading this, I’m not talking about your FB habits. It’s just something I’ve noticed in general.)