Just over six months ago, I deleted my Facebook account. Since then, the following good things have happened:
- I haven’t been adding to Facebook’s growing pile of behavioural data, and they’re moving to new levels of douchbaggery
- Although I haven’t reduced my procrastination, it’s now channelled into reading RSS via Reeder
But I’ve missed out on these things:
- My sister’s kids were unwell, and I didn’t find out about it for a few weeks
- One of my best friends from Uni has moved to the USA with his family, and I didn’t find out about it until I got his Christmas card
- My son’s now using Facebook regularly
Keeping up with the friends and family I don’t see on a regular basis is getting harder, and I feel the pain of those weakened relationships. So I’ve decided to return to Facebook, but with new personal ground rules:
- Twitter is for me to spout inconsequential, transient crap in 140 characters.
- LinkedIn records my professional relationships.
- Yammer‘s where I go for informal chit-chat with friends and colleagues from Red Gate.
- Facebook is for friends and family who I don’t otherwise get to see regularly.
Furthermore, I’m only going to use Facebook via the mobile app, rather than staying logged in, in the browser, all the time. This is an attempt to limit the amount of mineable, sellable data that Facebook collect about me. They are still bastards, after all.