proven true yet again during my semi-(if that) annual facebook login. Of the umpteen updates I trudged through, exactly ONE involved a person I have so much as ever even met in my life (a college friend's brother whom I met at graduation and haven't seen since). Otherwise it was an intolerable cesspool of banality. Yes even more so than ever.
The only way I would use fb with any regularity would be if I could talk to it, Mayday-style, and tell it exactly what I do and don't want to see, & if it paid me $10,000 every time it either failed to do something I asked or did something without asking me first. I'd be a millionaire within days.
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