I’ve had a fake account for years to help manage my band’s page. It’s an easy way to communicate to our small following when and where we’ll be playing, a necessary evil. We haven’t posted on it in over a year. All of us in the band have fake accounts to log in to it.
I have certain family who are on it 24/7. They’re constantly riling each other up with batshit conspiracy theories, “news,” and whatever other garbage they dredge up from the muck. It’s like they don’t even live in the real world anymore, because someone sent them a Facebook post that said “PROVEN: The World Is Fake.” It’s a sad thing to watch people eat it all up, virtually argue over it, and then turn those virtual things into real life hate and mistrust. My mom won’t talk to one of her sons now, because his wife disagreed with something someone said on Facebook. Yeah, really.
It’s for fools. And getting people to come to your shows and buy you beer.
I have certain family who are on it 24/7. They’re constantly riling each other up with batshit conspiracy theories, “news,” and whatever other garbage they dredge up from the muck. It’s like they don’t even live in the real world anymore, because someone sent them a Facebook post that said “PROVEN: The World Is Fake.” It’s a sad thing to watch people eat it all up, virtually argue over it, and then turn those virtual things into real life hate and mistrust. My mom won’t talk to one of her sons now, because his wife disagreed with something someone said on Facebook. Yeah, really.
It’s for fools. And getting people to come to your shows and buy you beer.