Facebook Ad Fail

Facebook ads annoy me to no end. I got my degree in criminal justice so they’re usually showing some badass, yet entirely unrealistic police car, and asking me if I’m X years old, depending on how old I am at the time. Last year it would have been “24 years old? Looking for a job in criminal justice? The FBI, DEA and OSHA Need 24 year olds to fight crime!” or something like that. Now they replaced the 24 with 25, due to the fact that I had a birthday. The pictures they use are generally unappealing and ridiculous.

Today they took that to a whole new level.

Exhibit A:

Are you serious?

Happy Late Birthday, Hemingway

Yesterday, I posted a Happy Birthday message to Ernest Hemingway on my facebook wall. The ensuing comments make it worth sharing.

2009 Oxford Word of The Year!

Unfriend v. – “To remove someone as a ‘friend’ on a social networking site such as Facebook.”

There’s your 2009 Oxford word of the year. I like it. It certainly has slipped into my vocabulary and when I use the word, unfriend, everyone know what I mean. It is certainly a better choice than it’s twitter-related fellow finalist, “hashtag” or the political “birther”. I mean really… Who knew that was a way of describing someone who doesn’t believe Obama was born in the US? Also, according to Oxford lexicographer Christine Lindberg, the word has “real lex appeal”… Whatever that means.

Durant no place for that here. (Get it?)

I’m the last person that would ever stand up and demand the silencing or censoring of criticism. When you pretend to be a journalist sometimes, you simply can’t think that way.

But if my buddies on facebook were using my wall to give me shit and tear me down, they wouldn’t be around for long. Facebook is supposed to be like the therapist’s couch—a safe place where you can communicate to an audience that really doesn’t give a damn.

Unless of course, your name is Kevin Durant.