I’ve mostly backed off “serious” discussions on Facebook, with the exception of an occasional comment here and there. It’s not just because Noeul keeps me busy: It’s because while I like being able to say hi to friends occasionally, and get a whiff of news in the SFF world, share pictures and tidbits of news, and that kind of thing—and because some of my friends seem to prefer to use Facebook Messenger to email—I find that almost anything else is just a black hole sucking away my energy and time.
Tag: Facebook
Surviving in Trollworld
So, Facebook’s buzzing over some idiotic opinion piece (don’t click on that link: trust me, you don’t need to read it) by one Choi Shi-yong that mostly amounts to “Korea=civilized; foreigner=uncivilized” as the theme that runs through the stream-of-consciousness drivel. There’s some particularly patronizing garbage about how sometimes they do after all… when they’re taught respect by Korean society: On the other hand, I saw a Canadian friend in a bus who has lived in Gwangju for over 10 years. He was willing to give his seat to the old lady after finding that she was standing right behind his seat. I thought that …
Rethinking Reconnection
Oh, and only a few short days after I mentioned I was aggressively digging into my email archive, I’m at virtually Inbox Zero™. The only mail in the inbox is left there as reminders of upcoming interviews (and one piece of writing I need to edit and send out for a deadline), and the other tabs have ten or fewer emails in them. Even with the responses to emails I’ve sent out this week trickling in, it hasn’t been all that difficult to keep on top of it so far. And, to my utter shock, I only have 40 unfinished/unsent draft …
An Open Poem to Facebook (After Ginsberg)
Facebook (with apologies to Allen Ginsberg) Facebook I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing. Facebook two comments on my blog since October 17, 2014. I can’t stand my own mind. Facebook when will we end the online war? Go fuck yourself with your Like and Share I don’t feel good don’t bother me. I won’t write my poem till I’m in my right mind. Facebook when will you be angelic? When will you take down your ads? When will you look at your practices through futurity? When will you be worthy of your billion-plus users? Facebook why are your comment sections full of rage? Facebook when …