Social media is the curse of the 21st century. You're instantly introduced to all sorts of people you don't want to hear from. As a rule I decline all attempts to "Friend" me on Facebook. Not only have I never met most of these people, but too many of them are inclined to share their predictable and unwelcome political views. I already get hate mail from AWAR (the Arizona White Aryan Resistance) for my opinions published in the Arizona Republic. With enemies like that who needs "friends."
I reluctantly began accepting some requests for friendship after my sweet cousin Siobhan suggested I join Facebook to share family pictures. Ok, I like pictures of cute babies, weddings, flowers and puppy dogs.
I joined up and before long I had a legion of long-lost cousins inviting me to share with them. Who wants to be rude to long-lost cousins, their wives, families, puppy dogs and cute babies.
Silly me. Before long the barrage of political messages started. The university affiliated were the worst. Who knew I belonged to a family of outraged progressives. I made the mistake of responding to some of the messages, which earned me all sorts of pleasantries from the nasty friends of my long-lost cousins and the cousins' foul-mouthed, rude children. I have my own children to deal with. Who needs to hear from someone else's snippy kids. At least mine aren't foul-mouthed.
I have a lot less friends now and hopefully more pictures of puppy dogs.
