As you may know, only recently I joined Facebook. Last night I couldn’t get on to it. I had a message saying that it appears I’m a business, something else or a public person and so I have to have ‘a page’ instead.
Well, despite huge reservations and concerns with Arsebook, on the plus side, I’ve had friends requests from lots of interesting people and many more have become acquainted with my stuff. These days it’s a wilderness outside social media and for someone like me who is attempting to share the kind of information I do, hopeless without it, I’ve discovered.
However, it is a machine world totally devoid of choice in any meaningful way. The whole system runs on dictates ignored by those who grease its grinding mills with their life energy and personal data, and time.
Why do I have to have a page? Because Arsebook says so. I’d slipped into the abyss far enough but it wasn’t enough for the machine. Do I have a choice? Yes, I can leave it.