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Bye Bye Bebo

So, the imminent death of Bebo has been announced. I say death, as it seems unlikely anyone will want to buy an ailing social networking website in an English-speaking market dominated by Facebook .

I was on Bebo. For a while. Then I remembered that I hate people who talk in txt spk (vowels are there to be used, in my world), and witter mindlessly about drinking, and clubbing, and shopping. I grew out of that long ago, but it seems to be the main reason for Bebo's continued existence. Being on it feels like a teenage contest of who was more drunk / spent more money / plastered more makeup on / fell over more.
Hence me deleting my account some time ago (along with my MySpace one).

And I'm retreating from Facebook more too: the effort to hide the endless updates from games that people are playing is annoying; I don't need it to suggest friends for me, or patronisingly tell me to help other people find friends; I don't want to play games endlessly - I work; I don't need endless adverts for mobile phones, laptops and digital cameras. I pop on and off, see what friends are up to, occasionally use it to post photos that a wide range of friends might be interested in, then boogie off again. For a social networker, I'm getting less and less social!
Or maybe it's just that I'm getting older. Maybe I'm becoming a Grumpy Old Woman.

Now...gerroff my lawn!

Comments

Scott said…
he sad thing about Bebo is that it may be financially better for AOL to let it die that to actually sell it - that's how fucked up finanial accounting is these days.
Jo Alcock said…
Yay for grumpy old (before their time) women! I'm with you on this.

I feel the same about social networking - I rarely use Facebook now and when I do it's generally to send messages to people I don't email or arrange/get details of events. I recently cut down my "friends" list and will probably be cutting it further - I think I only really added people initially to see what they were up to now, and I've satified that curiousity and reconnected with anyone I wanted to now.

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