by Kaitlyn Tiffany in The Atlantic
It seems like not many people are talking about this aspect of why Facebook is so horrible because it is also horrible in so many other ways. This is actually one of the main reasons I finally deleted my Facebook account, though.
I didn’t have a ton of “friends” (230ish, which I’m sure is below average for someone on Facebook for over a decade) and most of them didn’t share much that was real (or if they did, the algorithm didn’t see fit to share it with me), so my feed was filled with so much inanity and corporate stuff, and I still just scrolled through it compulsively, hoping something interesting would happen.
Annotated detail from my snapshot of a quote on the wall of the Niko Krivanek: dear sally, love mom photography exhibit in the Utah Museum of Contemporary Art, Saturday, October 23, 2021.
Posted: 2021.10.22I. Goodbye Facebook II. ASYNCHRONOUS LIFESTYLE 3001 –
I. Goodbye Facebook So I am finally doing it - deleting my Facebook account. Not even Kate DiCamillo can stop me this time.
I just have to stay clean by not logging in ever again for 30 days, as the last of their slimy hoops left for me to jump through.
I drafted a long, awkward letter to my Facebook friends that I intended to post on the platform a few days before going through with the actual deletion.
This is how slimy they are.
I have to stay clean for 30 days to actually make this happen.
Last night I posted a grumpy response tweet about my wild hope that Facebook and Instagram would just stay broken forever.
Then I thought that maybe that was a little too mean, and I deleted it.