Fuck You, Mark Zuckerberg, and Fuck Your Website, Too

Note: I still consider this blog basically dead. I’m only posting here because Facebook’s status update has a character limit of 420. Fuck you for that, too Zuckerberg. To those that stumble upon this from outside of my “circle of friends” (right, more like some mutant baby of a triangle and an octagon) on Facebook, feel free to comment if you want. I don’t care. I just wanted to get this message in its entirety to the people who are my “friends” on Facebook. Although it’s directed mainly at my actual friends. Anyway, keep reading if you want.

I’m just letting everyone know that I’m gonna “delete” my account here on Facebook. Yeah, I know, I can’t actually delete it. Because Mark Zuckerberg has decided that an eternity in hell is worth being such a douchebag on earth. Well, Mr. Zuckerberg. All I have to say is: I can’t wait until “The Social Network” comes out and we can all see you for your fucking douchebag, sex-crazed, asshole self. Wanna know more? Look here: http://j.mp/9rEI6U

…Anyway. I’m gonna leave my account up for a while so you all can actually see this message and know I’m gone, but by next week, this account will be gone. If you want to get a hold of me, email me (nathandonarum@gmail.com) or call me (if you have my number), or even IM me. Whatever. Facebook is a waste of my time, and it’s a pain in the ass. It’s really insecure, doesn’t give half a SHIT about my privacy, and in the end, it’s a worthless website. Plus, it’s run by one of the biggest douches on the planet. Fuck you, Mark Zuckerberg, and fuck your little website, too. South Park was completely on target with its episode about Facebook. Sure, I don’t have to play into the game of trying to have the most friends, or make the biggest farm on Farmville, or have the highest score on whatever game, or have the most compliments, or the most nice things said about me or whatever. I haven’t played into that. I’ve used Facebook mainly as a promotional tool for my blog. But Twitter works for that, and if I want to delete my Twitter account, THE WEBSITE DOESN’T STORE ALL MY FUCKING INFORMATION TO DO WITH IT AS IT PLEASES. See, that’s the problem. I can stay on Facebook and not play along with its fucked up games, but that doesn’t change the fundamental problems with it. Mark Zuckerberg and the whole Facebook team need to reevaluate themselves. For all those people out there who hates the way they’re taken advantage of by other giant corporations (Banks, Oil Companies, Wal-Mart, you name your poison), Facebook is no different. I, for one, am fucking sick of it.

To those of you who think I’m getting all pissed over a useless issue, or a miniscule problem, I don’t really have a response. I consider my ethical integrity to be more important than playing into the idea that I HAVE to have a Facebook account. The very idea of things having to be “Facebook official” disgusts me. And I know it doesn’t to all of you. But it does to me.

I hope this explanation, as swear-ridden and angry as it is, is satisfactory. Again, if you need to get a hold of me, there are TOO MANY WAYS outside of this dumb site. Email me. Or call me. In the age of Facebook, getting an email from a friend every now and then is more than enough to put a smile on my face.

Peace,
Good Bye,
May the Force be with you,
Live long and prosper,
All that fucking wonderful stuff,
-Nathan

p.s. There is a small movement of people planning an exodus from Facebook on May 31. Although I won’t be participating in that, I do support them. Maybe you should, too. Check them out HERE.