Accepting a friend request on Facebook can be a little like buying a pig in a poke. Maybe there should be a “Try Me First” feature. The problem with blindly accepting a request to be friends is that I have no idea how much twaddle you might post.
I’m memed out; those things aren’t even funny anymore. And it may come as a surprise to some but, I’m not all that interested in what they scored on Candy Crush, nor do I feel the need to “Like” a post to prove I’m patriotic. I agree with your 275+ posts on your right to bear arms, although I also believe that some people shouldn’t be allowed to carry a sharp stick.
Facebook and Twitter have turned into a platform for social anger; a personal soap box to boldly express “Free Speech,” from behind the safety of ones computer screen. I’ve often wondered why some of you never seemed that outspoken in person.
Its kind of ironic that someone would “friend request” me and then feel it is perfectly fine to hatefully trash my beliefs on a weekly basis. If the only rationale used to support their belief is to trash mine, well I wouldn’t suggest joining the debate team. From my perspective, people who are content with their philosophy of life generally don’t feel the need to devote so much time attacking the views of others.
Instead, do what “friends” do, tell me about your life, your family, your grand kids. Allow me to celebrate your accomplishments and lift you up in your sorrow. Share a funny story — post something that makes you look appealing. This friend can only take so much codswallop.
I respect your right to believe whatever you want. March in whatever parade you like, financially support whatever cause you favor, even run for political office if you think you have something to offer. I originally cared enough about you to accept your friend request, please don’t make me regret it.