At the laundromat this morning, waiting for the cover for my sofa to dry.
“Well, do you know? Do you know? I’m responsible for shutting that
place down! That bar was drugging people and I figured it out! I
went in there, and I know my tolerance, because I drank a bottle
of Skyy vodka before, so I know my tolerance. And after just two
shots I passed out. You know what that means, right? I was drugged!
Uh, yeah, that’s the logical conclusion.
I can’t take credit for finding it — that goes to
Matt — but this video is a hilarious take on
Facebook in real life.
Seeing this reminded me of something I’ve thought for quite a while:
sites like Facebook, MySpace, etc all devalue the label of “friend”.
Some context: Facebook and Linked In are the only social networks I use
with any regularity. I’ve had accounts on others (Orkut, anyone?) but
those I haven’t deleted have long since gone fallow. I use Facebook and
Linked In for two distinct purposes: connecting with friends and
connecting with work contacts, respectively. For some time I’ve been
taking a rather hard line in both respects. For example, working at
Creative Commons gives me an opportunity to work with our international
affiliates. One of them really wanted to be my friend on Facebook. The
problem is, we’re not friends. I think he’s a perfectly decent guy,
but I’ve never met him, never hung out, never done the things friends
do. So I declined him, again and again, finally sending him a message
saying “look, I get it, but we’re not friends”. His unexpected reply was
not combative or offended but rather, “Oops, I was using the contact
finder feature, I totally get what you’re saying” (note that I think
this supports the idea that social networks enable socially acceptable spam).
So if you don’t want your mom (or co-workers, or boss, etc) to see
pictures of you covered in “puke and piss”, do two things: learn about
the privacy settings in Facebook and only add friends who are your,
well, friends. Alternately don’t put yourself in situations where you
can be photographed covered in puke and/or piss, but really, let’s focus
on achievable goals.