Facebook Rehab 6: The Epilogue
By “Samantha Greene”
Michael Corleone and I have something in common besides a love for Diane Keaton: “Just when I thought I was out….they pull me back in.” Facebook is my Mafia godfather, forcing me to prostrate myself and kiss his ring daily in the form of status updates and socializing with people tens and a hundreds and thousands of miles away.
I made it all of twelve hours off Facebook. To my chagrin and secret pleasure, I have removed my “I’ll be deactivating my account” post because it’s just a reminder of how lily-livered I am. Who are we kidding? I’m not going anywhere. Know what? I think I’m okay with it too. To end with another quote of a powerful man: “I yam what I yam.”
See you on Facebook, my Friends!
Thanks to all my Friends and friends who inspired me with their Facebook foibles. Samantha Greene is me. Samantha Greene is you. (But mostly she is me - times a thousand.) She is a cautionary tale for those of us who confuse the virtual with reality. As the delineation becomes more blurred before our very eyes, Samantha Greene has helped me take a magnifying glass to this new socialization phenomenon, gazing at wonder and fascination at its strange newness.
Is it a fad or a trend? I guess we’ll find out together.
See you on Facebook, my Friends! Love, Pam
To read more first person essays that are not about Facebook, read
“My Nephew is a Poodle (and Other Random Thoughts)” at www.pamvictor.blogspot.com.