Thursday, May 7, 2009

Not a Fan

So facebook has this thing where you can become a 'fan' of something. I think that's stupid. Not because it is stupid to be a fan of something, but because frankly I don't care if one of my friends suddenly decides to like bubble gum. My thought, bubble gum that's great, good for you, now moving on... The thing is the way facebook uses the term 'fan' means I like it. I think, at least I hope, that most people like a whole lot of stuff. I mean if I started listing the stuff I like it would take a long time and become very boring in the morning...I mean heck, there would be a whole section on different types of back rubbing. The other thing is that if your with a friend and you discover something you both like, you have just shared a bonding moment, Hurray! that doesn't happen so much when you read it, if you read it, on a side screen of facebook. Also, if I accidentally serve you a meal you are a 'fan' of it's great...but the reverse is not true. It's for this reason that I think instead of knowing what someone is a 'fan' of is not nearly as important, at least on an acquaintance scale, as knowing what they are Not a fan of...meaning the things someone actually dislike, deeply,with a passion. For example, I am NOT a fan of Ants...sure they do a lot of good...but put me in an area with them, or have one on my leg and my one objective becomes their utter destruction (Harsh? yes. Over dramatic? Possibly. Necessary? Absolutely.) To wrap it up in a nut shell, say you invite me over to a dinner, you have Jack Johnson playing in the background, serve green bean casserole and beef Stroganof to eat, then have a game of settlers of Caton set-up for after (all of which I am defiantly a 'fan'), but your whole dinning area is infested with ants. I am sorry, but no matter how good the food is, or how awesome you are the whole night the only thing that will be on my mind is how am I going to get away from these ants? Love you...Ants? Not a Fan.
By the way, you may notice that this blog has no poetry. Why? I am not writing a poem about Ant or being/not being a 'fan.' The End.