My feed is full of people talking about leaving Facebook. Every day there is a post that goes something like, "Maybe it is time for me to quit. I am so over these political posts! Too much!!" It is hard for me to relate to because I really enjoy reading, thinking and talking about politics. My favorite books are biographies about historical and political figures - and we are living in interesting and complicated times. It doesn't bother me when someone posts something political.
Of course, my attitude toward Facebook is that it is a giant bulletin board with thousands of notes pinned to it. Sometimes one of the notes catches my eye and I take it down and think about it. Sometimes I am struck by the beauty of the words, or the thought. I might even comment. I might not. I might hang it back up for more folks to see.
Sometimes something on the Facebook bulletin board catches my eye, and I am struck with a different emotion - surprise or shock. I am stunned that someone feels that way. I pause looking up at it, and then move on. It doesn't impact me, or effect me emotional. It exists and I exist. I don't agree with it, but it is there.
I respond to people sometimes and maybe I shouldn't. But then again, I believe in conversation. I am curious, and want them to explain their thinking to me because it doesn't make sense. I don't know that I am offended by it - more intrigued; someone I know thinks that? Sometimes I want to clarify a point that I think they misunderstood. That happened just today. I had a conversation with a former student about his response to the Women's Marches. I wanted to clarify and explain why I marched because it seemed he didn't understand that. We talked about it. I saw his position. He saw mine. I don't despise him. I'm not angry. I can think one thing, and someone can think something else, and it doesn't bother me.
Maybe I'm hard-hearted? I don't know. I don't absorb what people say on this giant bulletin board. It is there - full of everything and everyone. Some of things people say I agree with, some of them spark me to think new ideas, some of things I read are ridiculous - some are even rude. They are just notes on a board and I get to chose what I read and what I think.
So I'm not quitting Facebook. For one thing, I've got friends all over this big blue ball - and this is one way for me to keep in touch and see what they are doing. Also, my big sister lives in another country (Hi, Sis!) -- I like letting her see what we are doing and how her niece and nephew are growing. So go ahead, keep posting all the things you are posting. I might read them, I might not, but you and me, we are cool.