I don’t want to pretend that I came to the decision to leave Facebook after much deliberation and after carefully weighing the pros and cons, the privacy concerns and shallowness of many of the posts and the wasted time with the usability and opportunities of this networking site.
It was much simpler than that: My account was deleted by Facebook. – Don’t ask me why, because they won’t even tell me. As this is now the second time that this has happened to me, I can’t be bothered to reopen an account again.
So in one day, I have lost around 600 “friends”. That’s the equivalent of two fully packed jumbo jets colliding in mid-air and leaving nobody alive. And based on how neglectingly I used to treat my friends that refused to join Facebook, I will soon be forgotten by most of them, while they will continue to follow each others’ lives, share their latest photos, send event invitations and work on their virtual farms. I won’t even be able to track some people down outside of Facebook with whom I have been in regular contact (and would like to continue to be), nor will people easily find me who will try to do so (there are unfortunately too many people called “Andreas Moser” in this world, rendering a google search pointless). I will miss some people and I will miss some of the features, conceded.
But I refuse to sign up again. Living without Facebook seems to me like the 21st century equivalent of the reclusiveness once sought in the Judean desert, a monastery in Tibet, or in the forests of Massachussetts. I will try to cherish my newly gained mental freedom, my additionally available hours and the fact of no longer being exposed to status messages about what somebody is having for breakfast or watching on TV.
The only drawback is that Facebook drove quite a lot of visitors to this blog, and part of this traffic is now missing. So if you want to be nice and help out, share this link or any other of my blog posts that you like on your Facebook page regularly. Thank you very much!
“I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.” (Henry David Thoreau in “Walden”)