Social Networking

As many of you know, it is extremely difficult to offend me, and I’m not offended – I’m intrigued, I guess.  Since the only thing I “belong” to is Facebook, that is what I’ll refer too.  This is not singling anyone out – I have multiple people that do these things and it just makes me wonder if I’m in the minority on these subjects.

Facebook, to me, is a great way to communicate with others, watch your friends and families through pictures, share in their lives both the good and bad days.  It’s also a place to vent, such as what I’m doing.  I understand what I’m about to type about will strike a nerve with many people.  I know that if I don’t like what is on a persons wall, I can simply “unfriend” them or hide them from my news feed, but there are a lot of people I have some connection to that I just don’t want to do that with.

So, why is there such a need for vulgarity?  I don’t understand why people feel the need to express themselves publicly by consistently swearing, promises of being able to cause bodily harm, posting what sexual favors they would like, or having arguments or disagreements for all to see.  Some of the things I don’t understand are below.

Fighting on the internet.  Seriously people?  There’s a difference between a debate and an argument.  The he said/she said crap is drama.  I expect this crap from teenagers, but I see it more from adults.  Save your quarrels for face to face interaction – that is the way to handle things as an adult.

Being upset and then even more upset if someone asks you to spill.  If you are so ticked off and the first thing you do is post it on Facebook, expect to be asked why you are so ticked off.  You vent, we ask.  That’s how social networking works.

In a relationship, it’s complicated, in a relationship, single, in a relationship, married to, it’s complicated, in a relationship, divorced, in a relationship……’nough said.

Telling me (and your other readers) to proudly “eff off” because you posted your entire life story on the internet and people judge you on that and it upsets you…totally your fault.

People bashing their own kids.  Not kidding around or picking on them in a fun way.  Literally badmouthing your own child.  This doesn’t make your kids look bad.  This makes you, as their parent, look bad.

Call me old fashioned, but it is not classy to read how a woman is willing to drop her panties for the Christian Greys of the world, or how she can fight better than the guy next door, or proving that the f bomb is a eloquent way of using your vocabulary.  I’m not a woman who needs to wear pantyhose and dresses with every hair in place while only speaking when spoken to – I can swear with the best of them and I’m sure, if my children or family were at stake, I could get in the ring with someone trying to hurt them.  Maybe I learned from my behavior as a teenager, maybe I just want to set a good example for my own daughters – who knows?  Even in 2013, there’s a way to be an equal woman and feminine at the same time.  (Let’s face it, if your man wants a man, what is he doing with you anyway, then?)

As for the guys, comparing your girlfriend or wife to a motorcycle or car is not endearing, it’s disrespectful.  I don’t care how much you like that little thing your significant other does to your body is not cool – and your significant other shouldn’t appreciate you posting about it either.  There’s a thing about a man who can be sensitive, funny, strong, and have manners…and it drives a woman wild.  (Let’s face it, if you want to be all bad guy, you’ll be attracting a lot of GIRLS…and that could get you in trouble!)

I’m not naive enough to think that all my Facebook friends are just enthralled with my postings, and I’m sure you roll your eyes from time to time.  I know people *gag* at the occasional love postings between my husband and I.  Also, I’m not saying that I don’t read some of the sayings/pictures and get a chuckle, because I do – but I keep it in my head, where it belongs.

Remember what you post is probably going to be discussed in some circle, at some time.