Joe90 wrote:
I've noticed that people who don't use Facebook much or at all think that it is this place where everybody in the world knows your name, your identity and every single thing you post. Also people say it's fake and pathetic and all this. Yes there are some people out there who use Facebook stupidly to stalk, boast and lie, but people can be like that too in real life.
And people criticise others for posting trivial things like "I am going for a walk", but personally I don't see a problem with that. OK it does get annoying when people post trivial stuff on their timeline several times an hour, but I don't have those types in my friends list.
People without a Facebook account think that Facebook is totally not private at all, when in actual fact there are several options on what you want to be seen by who, and you can block people if you want and stuff.
So people are always saying "oh don't post that we're going on holiday, it will encourage burglars!" but if your timeline is hidden from public and the people you do have in your friends list are people who you know anyway, and you have a secure password, then how's that more risky than verbally telling friends and colleagues that you are going away on holiday? I mean, I might tell a work colleague that I'm going on holiday, then that person might tell someone who I don't know that well, and they might have a rough idea of my address and someone dodgy might hear about it, and then break into my house and rob - without me even touching Facebook. So it works the same way in real life too if you think about it, but everybody still attaches the stigma to Facebook.
I still have a facebook, the only reason I don't deactivate is for if any family members contact me there. That said when both my grandparents on that side of the family died I only heard it from my dad. But my brother got some messeges from the family out there telling him.....not a single one bothered mentioning it to me like sure I knew because my dad told me....but his side of the family only bothered to mention it to my brother. Last I looked at my facebook none of them bothered sending any message to me. Granted I am more bothered about that part than that they died....I was never close to them...but its just the principle of why don't people in my family ever tell me these things? Like they try and protect me and I just want to know the freaking truth not watered down versions. I mean due to those as*holes that are my family I ended up in a very akward situation where I was in an apartment with my cousins ex boyfriend...no one bothered to tell me he was being investigated for crimes so there I was chilling with him when the cops freaking burst in thinking there was some hidden child because also my cousins friend also never bothered telling me that she suspected him of things and was going to call the cops on him and perhaps I shouldn't be there at the time. But due to all their stupidity I could have gotten killed by one of those cops....one female cop there kept trying to make me more and more uncomfotable and luckily they had like detective cop with them and he said he needed to take me in the hall to ask a couple questions... then once out there he just said 'you don't even know what is going on here do you?' and I really didn't so all I could say was yeah, and then he just told me to leave the area so I did....i was shaking really bad but I was able to leave there and get to a bus stop but yeah I was worried that one female cop was going to harm me even after I made it clear I had absolutely no idea what the hell was going on.
apparently like I said he had been convicted of a thing and they were just going after that guy...but no one bothered to tell me I maybe shouldn't have been there for that. LIke I could have gotten killed by that b***h cop...and no one bothered to tell me they were going to call the cops on him at the time I was there...someone could have you know mentioned to me to leave the apartment before that, but no one did. So I basically got swatted just by being in a place with a person I thought was a friend because also no one bothered to tell me that my cousin broke up with him because he was being inappropiate with little girls, I nearly got in a relationship with the guy because he had seemed to like me a bit and all I had heard was he and my cousin broke up with him and then I heard from him and since no one told me about anything he had done I had no idea so I was being freindly with him thinking they just broke off because the just figured the weren't makng a great couple. So even for a minute I considered if me and him could develop a romantic relationship but no one had told me the sick s**t he had been getting up to. Luckily I did find out before developing anything serious. but like they could have just told me initially instead of waiting until after I nearly peed my pants when the freaking cops burst in like idk maybe someone could have mentioned to me that they were going to call the cops on him. But no I did not find anything about what had been going on till after the fact. LIke the one cop might have shot me just because she decided I was too anxious or whatever I think that is why the detective cop took me out in the hall because I think he saw she was like antagonizing me and so he just let me leave.
But its like maybe someone could have mentioned to me why my cousin broke up with him, or that he was under investigation or just anything to give me a clue. But no I was just in the apartment when cops burst in and litterally had no idea he had been in any kind of trouble even just one cause where I can think it might have been err...useful if someone had told me what the hell was actually going on. All I got after from my cousin was 'oh my room-mate(the one who called the police while also claiming the both of me and my cousins ex were apparently holding an infant which was just a lie)child hostage. So of course to make it worse I had gone to go to the bathroom when they burst in...I guess that part was ok because at least I got to pee before they were demanding me to come out and also asked who I had in there with me. So all I could say was just me I am just using the bathroom me alone and I had no one with me and no weapons on me. I think the scarist part was when they patted me down cause at that point I was trying to cooperate as best I could but I guess they didn't like that I was a little stiffened up when they were trying to pat me down cause they kept telling me to be calm and this and that and it was very scary and frusterating because I had no weapons of any sort and I was afraid they would find some kind of reason to do harm so.
And all that could have been avoided if my family had bothered to tell me what was going on...I guess they all knew he was acting like a sick pedophile before I did. I nearly got in a relationship with the guy because no one bothered to mention any of those things to me.
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We won't go back.
13 Jan 2021, 2:23 am
