I love Facebook. It is the new Christmas card. Tha Essays - Culture

I love Facebook. It is the new Christmas card. That's the way I perceive Facebook these days. Whatever else it may be to me on a daily basis, I consider it at the very least to be the way I will stay in touch with people whom I don't connect with very often. Instead of some ratty old scribbled-on, perpetually-incorrect and out-of-date address book like the one my mother has been dragging around for decades, Facebook lets me know where old neighbors, distant relatives, former colleagues, and middle-school girlfriends can be found if I need them, and often tells me what they are up to these days. Facebook gives me all of this without any effort at all. That's why Facebook is cool. But Facebook also gives me so much more. I can waste time during the day socializing with more current and geographically present friends, including those I do actually spend time with in person, when we are otherwise supposed to be working at our respective and supposed jobs. It reminds me of all the specials and events happening at my favorite local pubs. It updates my address book automatically with new profile photos of my friends, even the funny ones, so I see them on my phone when they call me. The other day I thought Duran Duran was trying to call me from the 80s, but it turns out my little sister just likes Duran Duran. Even if it means I sometimes have to be aware of how awesome Joe is at playing Mafia Wars, and how many barns Karen has on her virtual farm, it is totally worth it. I once thought that having an Excel file with all my friends' names, phone numbers, and email addresses in it was a big improvement over my mother's address book, because I didn't have to erase or scribble anything out to update it. I don't have to update Facebook at all. And even though this all happens more or less automatically, I still have options. I can choose whether to participate, and to what degree. I can post status updates, or just be nosey and read everyone else's updates, commenting only when I have something mean to say. I can post pictures of my kids and/or my ridiculous drunken escapades while the kids are away with their mother, or not. I can post current photos of myself if I feel like it, or only old and awesome ones. I can look at photos of other people's kids, and pretend I care by commenting about how cute they are, or I can make fun of them from a safe distance without hurting anyone's feelings. I can keep separate lists of people with whom I have different kinds of relationships, and control what each of those groups of people sees. I can make sure that no one from work sees photos of my kids or is ever otherwise aware that I sometimes participate in wholesome family activities. I can make sure that my family members neve r see anything that might even slightly resemble professional activity. I can make sure that everyone sees the photos from outside the strip club. I have a very poor reputation to maintain, and Facebook helps me reach my goals. I have some friends, henceforth referred to as "individuals formerly known as friends" because everyone knows that use of the term "friend" only applies to Facebook, who swear they will never use Facebook because of some deep-held philosophical, moral, or ethical convictions. I think that is a lot of bullshit. And I don't say this only because I have no philosophy, morals, or ethics of my own. I also really mean it. Some of these individuals formerly known as friends tell me that their disinterest in Facebook is a result of their preference to communicate "face-to-face" because it provides a richer and more meaningful interpersonal experience. Bullshit. If I avoided communicating with my friends and family except when there were time and opportunity to participate in a rich and meaningful interpersonal experience I wouldn't have any friends or family at all. I spend time with people "face-to-face" when I can, but that time has never, to my