I think that the two key differences between Facebook and Twitter is that Facebook seems to exists only to make one feel shitty abut one’s life. Twitter is what social networking is all about. The only things I see on Facebook are things and relationships I will never have. Sure, I have a happy daughter and hundreds of photos of her there. But the other stuff, the scourge of existence is there too: the relationship status. For lonely people, broken-hearted people, or the dateless out there – how can they stand Facebook? To make matters worse, Facebook is always about the good news, the celebrating, the bragging. It is never about the bad news, the struggles, the pain.
Twitter, on the other hand, flies by so quickly you never realize what’s happening. So if someone tweets about their wedding anniversary or the birth of their new baby it is immediately swallowed up by the next few hundred tweets which are, mercifully, about things that all people, even we non-normal misfitted assholes, are interested in – tragedies throughout the world, political activism, violence, mayhem. I choose you, Twitter, because I can stand you.
The day I get married, if I ever do, I promise I will never make it a public Facebook thing. I will never do it because I know what it feels like to be on the other side. For all of my friends out there who do feel like misfits in the “relationship status” department, I will spare them the horror, the horror of all of the good news there is to be had. But, to all of those who do have those kind of lives they can share with the world, how great to HAVE Facebook as a way to showcase that for all to see. Thank goodness, right? Because otherwise we would all be living our lives in mostly quiet obscurity, waking up one morning and saying, “I wonder whatever happened to so and so.” Now, unfortunately, we know exactly what happened to so and so. They remind us every goddamned day.
Then again, I shouldn’t be so bitter about it. One does find some stuff on Facebook that isn’t rose-colored. But you never hear those lonely cries out to the world the way you do on Twitter. And if the world was really one big Facebook? I just don’t know what I would do with myself. I don’t think it’s really a life worth living that is only about putting on a happy face.