I stopped posting because people stopped reacting/commenting/etc. It was a black hole that nothing ever emerged from. What was even the point? It even stopped being a form of diarising/expressing yourself.
Looking back, I sort of understand why. I've clicked on "hide all from person X" for a lot of the obnoxious/repeated offenders on my friends list. The ones left are probably the ones that don't post very often anyways. My facebook feed these days is almost exclusively filled with posts from groups/pages I follow due to their theme/topic.
Initially, when facebook was still young, they let you pick movies/hobbies/quotes/people you liked. It was then added to your page as if to "describe" you. At some point, those items became "pages" that were run by individuals that posted things. That was the end of Facebook, I think. So, I picked "Einstein" as a favourite celebrity/author at some point, therefore Facebook had someone create an Einstein group and spam me with semi-related articles? No thanks. That was when I promptly went ahead and removed all of those likes/groups/pages.
That brings me to another gripe with Facebook. A lot of Facebook pages/groups, and the admins running them, seem to view their group of "likes/followers" as a resource. They then go ahead and use Facebook as their own personal platform to espouse whatever thing they believe, regardless if it is related to the topic of the page at all. So, people stopped using their own personalities/profiles as platforms to spread their personal ideas and instead went behind "pages".
That shift to linked "interest" pages was what killed it for me as well. My music section used to be a nicely formatted list categorized by genre sometimes with individual songs or composers. Then the change hit and they totally ruined it. Most of my stuff was improperly matched. Sometimes it split up song titles into multiple pages. All formatting and categorization was obliterated. The ones which were properly matched started popping up in my feed, totally unasked for. I never forgave Facebook for that.
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I stopped posting because people stopped reacting/commenting/etc. It was a black hole that nothing ever emerged from. What was even the point? It even stopped being a form of diarising/expressing yourself.
Looking back, I sort of understand why. I've clicked on "hide all from person X" for a lot of the obnoxious/repeated offenders on my friends list. The ones left are probably the ones that don't post very often anyways. My facebook feed these days is almost exclusively filled with posts from groups/pages I follow due to their theme/topic.
Initially, when facebook was still young, they let you pick movies/hobbies/quotes/people you liked. It was then added to your page as if to "describe" you. At some point, those items became "pages" that were run by individuals that posted things. That was the end of Facebook, I think. So, I picked "Einstein" as a favourite celebrity/author at some point, therefore Facebook had someone create an Einstein group and spam me with semi-related articles? No thanks. That was when I promptly went ahead and removed all of those likes/groups/pages.
That brings me to another gripe with Facebook. A lot of Facebook pages/groups, and the admins running them, seem to view their group of "likes/followers" as a resource. They then go ahead and use Facebook as their own personal platform to espouse whatever thing they believe, regardless if it is related to the topic of the page at all. So, people stopped using their own personalities/profiles as platforms to spread their personal ideas and instead went behind "pages".
That shift to linked "interest" pages was what killed it for me as well. My music section used to be a nicely formatted list categorized by genre sometimes with individual songs or composers. Then the change hit and they totally ruined it. Most of my stuff was improperly matched. Sometimes it split up song titles into multiple pages. All formatting and categorization was obliterated. The ones which were properly matched started popping up in my feed, totally unasked for. I never forgave Facebook for that.