tired of the mirrors, noise and eyes.
tired of prickly, intimate and fleshy human relationships being flattened into ‘friend’-nodes, the erasure of myth by constant visibility and exhausting availability.
what kind of network society do i want to support? a closed compound of willingly data-mined crayons or an open net of chance and unpredictability?
if facebook is the brightly-lit suburban mall of internet communication, i want to be under the bridges; in the torrent-swapping irc channels, small social networks, anonymous message boards and darker locations thriving with their own individual languages and codes.
tired of feeling exposed, of being infantilised, of being farmed.
the incessant ‘now’ of FB started to infect my creative process; making for ‘blip’ attention spans and the enormous appetite of the beast, as Geert Lovink puts it ‘feeding a machine’. I want to think in longer time frames to make deeper work.
tired of feelings of interpassivity and the formless mild angst it instills in me; spectacle 2.0 and the build-your-own-ego-ghetto.
hello friends, goodbye facebook.
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+1 Confirm
Str8 2da Point, well written piece & so props mate; keep up the gr8 werk yo Peace!
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Inspired FB exit Emile.
Beautiful. I’ve allowed my FB page to remain, untended like an old graveyard. But really, I should just burn it to the ground.
Not that they ever really let us delete anything, of course…
This is good, you should leave Facebook if you feel this way.
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Nice text Emile! I understand your point. I like to ‘use’ it as it is ‘using’ me. In times of abuse…
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well said.
Thank you. Your little piece put me over the top; FB – gone!
Well written!
But Wow. Will you last?
Having not been completely enslaved yet I remain an outsider and sometimes like the voyeurism it affords. When you become an outsider perhaps the empty allure will cunningly suck you in again once in a while. Like smoking or co-dependency?
To me it feels a bit like that those who constantly perform on FB are caricaturing their own lives. Like a docu I once saw on Carmen Miranda. The woman with the pineapples and bananas on her head, was not who she was, but after a while even her self portraits came out that way. Although charged with iconic strength, the reality behind the image is empty. And when it needs to keep been reproduced monotonously it replaces the content.
The voyeur though isolated, and a non-identity still remains more authentic. Can even derive meaning from what is experinced as hollow by those who produce their own image. I guess its a power struggle hey?
You leave a big trace EZ. Glad you you want to get more out of it for you.
Let people remember your FB legend!
Wishing you an enriched existence!
x
B