“No, I have not any Facebook account. I have not any account on Twitter or any other social network either and no, I don’t intend to have any.”
My succinct answer is always the same, when I ‘m asked if I’m on Facebook with a different name, since they could not find me there.
It’s a little embarrassing having the unpleasant feeling that one has to justify the lack of interest in joining those parallel universes, which for many are nearly an addiction.
So I won’t explain the reason of my congenital aversion for social networks with the usual more or less sociological analysis and list of motivations. I’ll just express one very frivolous reason: I don’t like one of the basic principles of Facebook because it reminds me of the so popular automatic café machines which work only with their own capsules.
I adore coffee, I cannot start well a new a day without coffee.
I’m fastidious; I have my very personal tastes, I consider instant coffee a social plague.
But I don’t like being obliged to drink always exactly the same coffee, even though rather good, without the possibility to dose it the way I want, to change the brand of coffee according to my daily whims.
My succinct answer is always the same, when I ‘m asked if I’m on Facebook with a different name, since they could not find me there.
It’s a little embarrassing having the unpleasant feeling that one has to justify the lack of interest in joining those parallel universes, which for many are nearly an addiction.
So I won’t explain the reason of my congenital aversion for social networks with the usual more or less sociological analysis and list of motivations. I’ll just express one very frivolous reason: I don’t like one of the basic principles of Facebook because it reminds me of the so popular automatic café machines which work only with their own capsules.
I adore coffee, I cannot start well a new a day without coffee.
I’m fastidious; I have my very personal tastes, I consider instant coffee a social plague.
But I don’t like being obliged to drink always exactly the same coffee, even though rather good, without the possibility to dose it the way I want, to change the brand of coffee according to my daily whims.
I care for my old percolator and my total freedom of choice, without being conditioned by the polluting capsules, which are suitable only for their own coffee machine, every brand of machine has its own capsules, all planned, controlled, immutable….
Facebook reminds me of this system of capsules, already made and valid for all the people who use the same coffee machine. They might have a relative good coffee, but they don’t decide the composition of the blend, the quality and the quantity of water they use, they are supplied with two or three different kinds of coffee cups they can chose among as well, so they have the impression to have a full control and so many options.
I stay out from all that, I share my coffee with the few people I really like and they are not obliged to
have the same coffee machine to communicate and to sip a delicious “ espresso”.
Facebook reminds me of this system of capsules, already made and valid for all the people who use the same coffee machine. They might have a relative good coffee, but they don’t decide the composition of the blend, the quality and the quantity of water they use, they are supplied with two or three different kinds of coffee cups they can chose among as well, so they have the impression to have a full control and so many options.
I stay out from all that, I share my coffee with the few people I really like and they are not obliged to
have the same coffee machine to communicate and to sip a delicious “ espresso”.
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