Instead, let me ponder what facebook means to me on this Independence Day:
- It has meant a lot of lost time as network and notworking are not synonomous but related nonetheless. Lots of time wasted on silly games like Knighthood that I now avoid.
- Yet it has also meant meeting some new people that I would never have met otherwise, thanks to such silly games, including on the other side of the globe.
- It produced, I think, a far better high school
musicalreunion as FB facilitated not just collective action but also directed shaming of potential non-participants.
- It helped lead me to twitter via the status bar and to this blog via notes and various other updates. Whether this is good or bad is up to my followers to figure out. But I do like twitter a great deal for helping me access the parts of the web that interest me. And this blog has been both fun and useful for me as I puzzle out stuff, so I owe FB a debt for that, I suppose.
- In the aftermath of Lost, I feel a bit more sensitive about community and whether I fit into any or not. My facebook friends have, indeed, become a community for me, and have helped me when I ask for it and even when I don't.
Despite its foibles, “The Facebook Effect” leaves you with a deep understanding of Facebook, its philosophies and, most startlingly, its power. You come away with a creepy new awareness of how a directory of college students is fast becoming a directory of all humanity — one that’s in the hands of a somewhat strange 26-year-old wearing a T-shirt and rubber Adidas sandals.