shirtntieFacebook really deserves its name.


It really is about face, isn’t it?

That age old Chinese metaphor about ‘not losing face’ in the ‘face’ of embarassment and  tragedy.

To me, I found it quite amusing how a lot of my friends in the local media industry on the social networking site have status posts or updates that show me how happy a lark they are about their lives.

Videos and photo montages of their exotic documentary travels, fun-times after work with the same faces and the same drinks, gregarious laughs from people trying to fit in and show that every statement is funny and of course, status posts from quite a few stating how beautiful life is for them despite the gruelling long hours, weekend work and tiresome, demanding bosses.

Of course, I’m not envious of their happy Brady Bunch lives if that’s what they choose to project to the Facebook world, but I do think that many are in some warped shallow world of denial?

It all comes across like a Tuesday must-see TV ad.

Or maybe I’m some depressed Freudian chick, bitter and wrinkled like a crunched up paper bag who is also probably making all this ‘let’s get real and intellectual with depth’ shite up. 

Who knows?

Shakespeare did say in Macbeth (o, sorry, the Scottish play) that “Life’s but a walking shadow; a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”

A fucking killer line by any standards even till today as it alludes strongly to Life’s illusions and delusions.

Delusions we all seems to have around Facebook’s indemnified promise of ultra cyber popularity and happiness.

O boy! Can someone kick out the blues bitch out today please?


About thejellyfarm

In real life, I am a television writer and producer...er no...scratch...a television director....noo, scratch....a media loser.....wait, that doesn't sound quite insulting enough....... OK, ahem. In real life, I'm an idiot box expert with a penchant for the creative. In short, I'm a loser with no focus or direction in life. I just go where the creative flow takes me. Mostly it takes me to clogged up drains and stinky oceans but it's going.......going.....somewhere. And this blog is an expression of that mindblowing roadblock. Creative frustration is a great motivator and here is a result of that.

Posted on July 4, 2009, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. I’m also baffled at the display of exubernance through FB, which doesn’t seem to reconcile with the body language and facial expressions when you meet them in person. It reminds of people who say they’re busy and stressed, which, as we all know, is the exact opposite of their situation. Same thing with happiness – one doesn’t have to shout out the obvious; unless, it’s really a cry for help?

    • You know, I’d like to think that FB or any online social networking outlet is a great conduit for people to reconcile mind-body and spirit but how devastating to see that it becomes a vehicle to maintain waterface. Strange innit, how traditional mentalities are alive in different ‘modern’ forms eh?

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