My Facebook activity has slowed over the past year, to the point where I rarely post personal information or photos and mainly share stuff I find interesting. I'll comment on others' posts, but the vital importance Facebook carries in recording the life events of many of its global users is quite off-putting. I'm more your funny-photos-of-cats style of social media user. I will confess, I like photos of food (in particular, DD's excellent mystery breakfast series).
However, this week I've been subjected to Facebook at its worst via a local history Facebook group I was joined to (left it this morning). The founders of the group started it with some great photos and facts relating to the history of my local area. But over the past couple of years the comments section of the group has been mostly filled with tirades by people who once lived in the area complaining about the changes caused by immigrants. The subject of my local market is usually the most contested and in the past, I've pointed out that I like the changes to the local market and the fact that immigrants have kept it going. Normally, I get a couple of comments disagreeing with me, but in the latest thread I pointed out that some people were being small-minded and xenophobic, which led to a barrage of personal abuse both on the thread and through messenger.
So, I've left the group, something I should have done ages ago. One of the posters who got most personal and abusive is actually a young relative of a friend of my mum's, who moved out of the local area over a decade ago. Unsure whether I should mention it to her?
But overall, I'm really starting to fall out of love with Facebook. It was such a great tool when I lived abroad for keeping in touch with old friends, but now I'm back in the UK, I tend to text them or share stupid photos on Instagram with them. The whole political aspect of Facebook is horribly divisive, because the pack mentality prevents any alternative voices from being aired within the selective groups. And being on the end of Facebook abuse by strangers is really unpleasant.
However, this week I've been subjected to Facebook at its worst via a local history Facebook group I was joined to (left it this morning). The founders of the group started it with some great photos and facts relating to the history of my local area. But over the past couple of years the comments section of the group has been mostly filled with tirades by people who once lived in the area complaining about the changes caused by immigrants. The subject of my local market is usually the most contested and in the past, I've pointed out that I like the changes to the local market and the fact that immigrants have kept it going. Normally, I get a couple of comments disagreeing with me, but in the latest thread I pointed out that some people were being small-minded and xenophobic, which led to a barrage of personal abuse both on the thread and through messenger.
So, I've left the group, something I should have done ages ago. One of the posters who got most personal and abusive is actually a young relative of a friend of my mum's, who moved out of the local area over a decade ago. Unsure whether I should mention it to her?
But overall, I'm really starting to fall out of love with Facebook. It was such a great tool when I lived abroad for keeping in touch with old friends, but now I'm back in the UK, I tend to text them or share stupid photos on Instagram with them. The whole political aspect of Facebook is horribly divisive, because the pack mentality prevents any alternative voices from being aired within the selective groups. And being on the end of Facebook abuse by strangers is really unpleasant.
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