Sunday, 12 February 2012

Three things...

Three things eh?  I typed that last line and thought about it. Three. Not one, not two, not four, not seven.  Three. Tree. Trois. Tre. Tres. Trzy. Tri. Tris. Drei and so on and so third.  Okay, so there are variations on Kolm too but hey…
Three is the first – first odd prime, first Fermat prime, first Mersenne prime (what’s a Mersenne prime?). It’s the first lucky prime. It’s a triangle. It’s the fifth Fibonacci number and the third that is unique.

In gematria the number three is represented by the Hebrew letter gimel symbolising a person in motion; the running of the rich to the poor, the full to the empty. Gimel derives from gemul, the giving of reward as well as punishment. Freedom of choice. The run and return of the soul between its divine source and its physical abode. The expansion and contraction of Infinite Light in the process of Creation. A camel, a bridge, benevolence. Weaning – becoming independent.

And I pondered and wandered further looking at three in anatomy, in chemistry, in biology, in physics, in anthropology, in music, in art, in astronomy. Three spatial dimensions (or so they say we perceive).  Religion, of course. The trinity triangulating through so many faiths. Dante’s Divine Comedy in homage – three parts, thirty-three cantos, written in terza rima (a combination of tercets).  Damnit, I learned (modern) Italian in order to be able to read this in its original (medieval) Italian. And I never got to Paradiso. L

But, hey, the third time’s the charm.  If at first you don’t succeed, try, try, try again. The Power of Three. But then again, ‘The third light’ (three lights from one match and *bang*, you’re dead. Bad luck comes in threes. 

Ah, whatever. On the count of three…
Three colours. Three evils. The Three Stooges. Three of a kind. Where three dreams cross.  Three blind mice. Three little pigs. Three witches. Three wishes.

And at that point I got dizzy with words and looked for images. Put in three things to Google and, my, so many threes…
And it seems like everyone thinks three different things are important:

Sincerity. Hard work. Compassion. Or, slight variation: Sincerity. Hard work. Commitment.

Hope. Peace. Honesty.

Love. Family & friends. Kindness.

Time. Words. Opportunity.

Love. Friends. Self-confidence.

Success. Dreams. Fortune.

Chalk. Hairspray. Athletic type.  Huh??

What do you think? If you had three words by which to live your life, what would they be?

I rather liked this quote that popped up as I wandered. ‘There are only three things you need to let go of: judging, controlling, and being right.’ Hugh Prather.

And I wondered about my three words. What would they be?
And I came back again to the bible quote from Corinthians (1; 13:13) – yeah, those threes again, huh?

“For there are these three things that endure: Faith, Hope and Love. But the greatest of these is Love.”


By the way, historians reckon that, in many early societies, they just gave up counting after two. They went, ‘One, two…er, lots, many’.  So..who knows? Maybe not just three things. J

And, while I was writing this, three songs (of course) on my iPod (and, b the way, I never cheat...not with this, not with most things.)  Except...damnit...they're not on YouTube...apart from this one.  So just the one then.





Saturday, 11 February 2012

The locked door...

You know how you can try, try, try so so so hard? But that everything you touch falls to dust?  And then you just brush yourself down and shake off the negativity and think, hey, okay, so let’s try something else?  And then - oh joy!  - it seems like maybe things will swing your way, maybe just once…but then…they don’t.  Well, that really.  On all kind of levels.  But then it’s a tough time for a lot of people right now.  Testing times maybe. Whole load of shit going down for so many people I know. So who am I to moan?  I just take it on the chin. Or, at least, I try. 

This last year (hmm, longer now, isn’t it?) I’ve been trusting. Just figuring that there may be a reason for all this…turmoil… For all this destruction. For all this failure. For the brick walls I crash into, time and time again. For all the faces turned away. For all the doors slammed in my face. When I met Nicki in Taunton I said to her, ‘It’s not that I don’t try. I don’t think you can just sit back and expect the universe to bring you everything on a plate. You have to make an effort, to buy the lottery ticket, if you like.  And so I have to figure the universe has a plan for me.’

Well, that was what I said, but did I/do I really believe it?  Cos there does come a point when you think the universe (or whatever else you like to call it – God, your higher consciousness, Fate, pure bad luck?) is just being bloody-minded. We like to think it’s got a higher plan for us but maybe we really are just lab rats or maybe it’s just all just totally random. And if there is a plan maybe it's a scary plan? 

Anyhow, when I can’t go out into the world, I shrug my shoulders and go within; I wander through other planes, into other dimensions. As you do. 

Except… Lately I haven’t been able to do even that.  It’s like the doors to the other realms have been shut firmly, decisively, in my face.  Yup, I’ll confess it – right now I can’t meditate to stillness; can’t journey on the drum, on the heartbeat; can’t chant and lose my mind in Om; can’t barely even breathe (consciously) sometimes.  Crap huh?  The river turned its back on me. The oak tree bent aside. The moon mocked. The sun hid behind shadows. iPod oracle just played the same songs, over and over – laughing at me. Even the pseudo Beagle went silent on me. 

Lost.  So lost. 

And then I was sent. Three things. 

Thursday, 9 February 2012

New Adult? A genre too far?

Recently on Twitter, I saw a young writer I know asking for recommendations for ‘new adult’ books.  New adult? WTF?  And that was pretty much what I said to Becca. She told me not to be snippy (and I said I wasn’t; I was just deeply puzzled) and she sent me some links.  St Martin’s Press are doing it, she said.  So I took a look.
St Martin’s Press reckon this is a new, ‘previously unidentified’ genre and go on to explain that, ‘New Adult is about young adulthood, when you are an adult but have not established your life as one (career, family, what-have-you)’.
Apparently it’s all about ‘transition’; about ‘coming of age’, about people who, while legally ‘adult’, are still finding their way.  According to blogger Cally Jackson ‘The protagonists in these books are too mature to be considered YA protagonists, but they’re not worldly enough to be considered Adult protagonists.  They’re too old for YA but not old enough for Adult fiction. So where do they fit?’
It seems to be chiming a chord.  Blogger Jessica Lawlor laments the lack of these adult inbetween novels. ‘While I love YA books and adult books, I can’t help but feel like an entire demographic is missing,’ she says. ‘I’ve yet to come across a really great book about someone in their 20′s dealing with the issues twenty-somethings deal with; their first couple of years out of college, starting their first real jobs, finding an apartment, dealing with issues of drifting friendships, relationships starting to get serious…the list goes on and on.’
Hmm.  So we need another genre, yet another subsection to slot books into? I had a quick Google and, yes, it seems that new adult fiction, also known as ‘post-adolescent literature’ (oh my!) really is starting to happen. Wikipedia says:
‘This category is intended to be marketed to post-adolescents and young-adults ages 14 to 35. This age group is considered to be the lucrative 'cross-over' category of young-adult titles that appeal to both the young-adult market and to an adult audience.’
I don’t know about you, but the word that sprang out there was ‘lucrative’. How desperate are publishers becoming? I know it’s tough out there but… Do we honestly need another brand of ‘youth’ writing?  And up to age 35?? Oh, come on!  In fact, targeting anyone over 16 is pushing it, as far as I’m concerned.
When I was 16 I was reading Dostoevsky, Hesse, Hardy, Goethe, DH Lawrence (and no, not just the dirty bits in Lady Chatterley), Le Carre, Susan Howatch and so on and so forth.  I was being a pretentious little shit and lapping up Gide, Maupassant, Balzac and Mauriac in French and Lorca and Valle Inclan in Spanish (yeah for fun – at school it was all Moliere, Racine and Corneille).  And yes, I used to write letters to my best friend in Latin but hey… you know what I’m saying. If someone had suggested I read books for ‘new adults’, I’d have given the mother and father of all eyerolls. 
When I left university, I devoured modern literature as fast as I could.  I wanted to catch up; I was just seriously turned on by people who caressed, shocked, beguiled with words – Peter Carey, Ian McEwan, Russell Hoban, Patrick White, Knut Hamsun, Lawrence Durrell, Mervyn Peake, Italo Calvino, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, John Fowles, Angela Carter, Milan Kundera, William Golding…the list goes on and on.  I wanted to read about everyone and everything - about old people, young people, people in all kinds of places and all kinds of situations. I was living my wild twenty-something life - the last thing I wanted was to read about how other people just like me were living theirs. Shit no.
Okay, so I loved literature, I adored words.  Maybe I’m being a crashing lit-snob here?  Maybe I’m missing something. Maybe we need to help ‘young people’ (yup, even those 35-year old babes) get into reading?
But, but, but… isn’t it just a bit, condescending? Are modern ‘young people’ so lamentably poorly educated and unimaginative that they can only read books written especially for them, with characters their own age, going through their precise ‘life transitions’?  Where does that leave the rest of us?  Are they going to come up with a genre just for me and my ilk – neurotic middle-aged women living in gloom and penury in the countryside?  Neurotoruralpremenopausal lit?  Seriously, where would it end?  No, let’s not go there.
Since when did books have to be shoe-horned into such precise categories?  At this rate, all books will end being written like Mills & Boon – to a precise, paragraph by paragraph, formula. Literature by numbers. Are we getting to the point where a writer of ‘adult’ fiction won’t be able to employ a child POV or that of a ‘new adult’ (up to age 35 – sorry, still blinking wildly at that). 
Though, hang about, there is a bright side to this.  If a 35 year old is a new adult, that makes me…?  Probably not even middle-aged.  Positively sinfully youthful in fact. 
Anyhow, what do you reckon? Am I being a miserable old bag?  While you're pondering how to say 'yes' without being unutterably rude, I'll leave you with a short suggested reading list for ‘new adults’…fabulous books that felt absolutely no need whatsoever for a special category. Bet not one of them would make a ‘new adult’ list from a modern publisher.
 
Catcher in the Rye – J D Salinger
Brideshead Revisited – Evelyn Waugh
The Secret History – Donna Tartt
The Magus – John Fowles
The Group – Mary McCarthy
Wuthering Heights – Emily Bronte (and Jane Eyre by Charlotte)
All Jane Austen and a shedload of Hardy
I Capture the Castle – Dodie Smith
Angela Carter – The Bloody Chamber
The Alexandria Quartet – Lawrence Durrell
Titus Groan - Mervyn Peake

Bet I missed loads, huh?  What would you put on the list? 
And, on re-reading, I find myself arguing with myself (again)...just a bit. But, no...let's leave it like this.  Tell me what you think. 

Wednesday, 8 February 2012

What doctors don't tell you...

Remember Accutane (Roaccutane), the treatment for acne? In 2001 it was selling in its billions. It seemed like a miracle cure. But not for everyone. The father of a young man who’d committed suicide after taking Accutane approached Dr Doug Bremner, Professor of Psychiatry and Radiology at Emory University in the US.  He asked if there could be a link between the drug and severe depression. Dr Bremner investigated and found that, yes, the drug did indeed have an effect on the brain and could cause depression, so severe that it could lead to suicide or psychosis, in some people.
‘For those who suffered from extreme scarring acne it was something of a miraculous treatment,’ says Dr Bremner. ‘However the evidence started to mount that for others it was a death sentence.  Over the next few years it was estimated that between 300 and 3,000 young people on Accutane had either committed suicide or killed others.’
I met Doug Bremner on the writing website Authonomy.  I read his book, The Goose that Laid the Golden Egg about the Accutane case and how he played a key role in having the drug withdrawn from the US market, not just for its potentially depressive effects but also because it seemed it could cause birth defects and stunt growth.  I remember him being harassed and harried for his brave stance – taking on the might of a vast pharmaceutical giant takes one helluva lot of guts.

It touched a chord with me as I have always been concerned about the way pharmaceutical companies rule the medical industry.  So I asked Doug if he would answer some questions and he kindly agreed.  If you’re remotely concerned about your health (and particularly if you have children) do read through and follow the links - you might like to buy his books too. It's a long post but it's important. You simply can’t stick your head in the sand over this stuff – and, sadly, your doctor won’t always give you all the information you need.

EJ: Your first book was Before you take that Pill: Why the drug industry may be bad for your health.  Which drugs cause you the most concern? Which should we be wary of taking?

DB: The drug I get the most negative feedback on from patients is isotretinoin (Roaccutane in the UK, Accutane in the US until it was taken off the market in 2009 and is now sold as generic isotretinoin). This drug can cause depression, suicide, psychosis, mania, irritable bowel syndrome, cognitive problems, sexual dysfunction, and a range of other problems. At its peak 80% of people on it were taking it for non-cystic acne, i.e. acne that would not lead to scarring. I recommend using retinol cream first (not much is taken into the bloodstream) and using Roaccutane as a last resort and then at doses half of the recommended dose.

EJ: That’s damn scary – and good advice. Any others?
DB: The antibiotics in the fluoroquinolone group like ciprofloxacin (Ciproxin in the UK and Cipro in the US) and levofloxacin (called Tavanic in the UK and Levaquin in the US) can have some pretty nasty side effects. They are used incorrectly in 81% of cases, usually in the form of an overkill form of first line treatment for urinary tract infections in women. These drugs can cause cartilage and tendon damage which can lead to a snapping of tendons. If you are a runner you should exercise extra caution. I also get a lot of feedback that they cause strange psychological and neurological symptoms and can interact with withdrawal from psychiatric medications like benzodiazepines.

The third drug I have gotten the most feedback about is the birth control pill or oral contraceptive (OCP) Yaz or Yasmin, also known as Janya in the UK (generic is drospirenone and ethinylestradiol) which is associated with psychiatric side effects like mood swings and depression. All of the OCPs can do this but this one seems to be particularly problematic. I recommend using an IUD or other form of birth control, because I do not think it is natural to flatten out a woman's monthly variation in sex hormones estrogen and progesterone.

EJ: The pharmaceutical business is a vast moneymaking machine. Reps target GPs in the hopes they will use their products.  How can we be sure our doctors are giving us the right medication? 
DB: I think consumers should educate themselves about their medications. That is why I wrote my 'Pill' book. I have heard from a number of people who said that having the book around literally saved someone's life when they realized a problem was related to a med the person was on. I also think patients have the right to ask physicians to give full disclosure about any money they receive from the pharmaceutical industry, whether it is payment to give talks or be in studies or free meals or gifts. Many "studies" are actually marketing campaigns to pull in doctors to a new brand of medication-- the industry calls them "seed studies".

EJ: I agree. Any suggestions as to what we should do, as ‘patients’ when we’re prescribed a drug?  I assume you’re not saying we should avoid all medication?
DB: No, of course not. I prescribe medication myself. I'm just saying to educate yourself, don't passively rely on your doctor. That way you can avoid unecessary medications and recognize bad interactions within yourself. Remember that 400 years ago Paracelsus basically said that the goal of medication treatment is to offset the negative side effects with positive outcomes.

EJ: A lot of us go online to check out health conditions and medication. But there is simply so much information out there and it’s easy to become confused and lost. Any sites you recommend?
DB: Studies show that over half of medical websites contain misinformation (including one we did on websites about psychological trauma and mental health). I have a couple of hundred articles on my website and on ezine 

I also recommend community forums like medications.com because that is a great way to find out if other people are suffering from similar side effects. Sometimes the medical community takes a while to catch up to what patients are telling them.

EJ: You also target vitamins and supplements. What are your major concerns? Should we not take these products?
DB: I am not against all vitamins and supplements. Many supplements are beneficial for a variety of conditions and women and vegetarians, in particular, could benefit from a well-balanced multi. The main vitamin I am concerned about is mega-doses of Vitamin A, since it can lead to thinning of the bones and does not prevent cancer, in fact it may increase the risk in smokers. My main point is they can have side effects just like prescription medications can -- they should not be considered risk free.

EJ:  In the UK, there is a strong move towards regulating natural medicines – herbs, homeopathic preparations etc. What are your feelings about that?  Is it sensible or is it a case of the pharmaceutical companies not liking us taking medicine into our own hands, potentially taking away business from them?
DB: In general I am not in favor of increasing government regulation. If you grow catnip in your garden do you need government inspections? A possible exception might be a supplement like the weight loss aid Ephedrine which has been linked to sudden deaths.

EJ: A lot of my readers have young children. What concerns should they have? What particular advice would you give?
DB: A lot of children get ear infections and antibiotics are overused as in many cases the infection is not a result of bacteria, and even if it is, a "wait and see" approach will lead to resolution.  Antibiotics at best reduce by one day the time period of the infection. "Wait and see" has been shown in research studies to be the best approach since it avoids bacterial resistance which can increase the number of subsequent infections. Wait and see involves giving tylenol or aspirin for fever and using topical medicine for pain relief.

I also am concerned about the over-extension of vaccines, especially Gardasil and flu shots.
Another big problem, especially in the US, is overuse of antipsychotic medication in small chilren.
You can see a link to my posts about medications in children here.

EJ: Going back to your books, I was amazed at how personal your accounts are. The Goose that Laid the Golden Egg is certainly not a dry medical read – it’s as much about you, and your search for your family and identity, as about your battle with the pharmaceutical giant, Hoffman-La Roche. Why is that?
DB: I had an agent (who later died) who warned me that some people might not like the "two story thread" of the book, and in fact the people who didn't like it complained about the personal part of the story. In fact it made some people very uncomfortable. For me it was a story about honesty and emotional integrity, and for me coming clean about my past was very tied in with coming clean about the risks of a particular medication (ie Accutane). In both cases not doing so could be potentially lethal.
When I wrote it, it was also a time when a lot of stuff was coming out about what is essentially the corruption of leaders in academic psychiatry (which is where I do my "day job") by the pharmaceutical industry, and I felt like I wanted to make a clean sweep. In summary, if you are looking for a knight on a white horse story, this isn't for you, but it is a more accurate description of what it is like to be in my shoes, and there are a lot of other people out there like me.

EJ: You talk, towards the end of the book about alternative forms of healing. Do you now favour an integrated approach to healing? 
DB: I think people take the spiritual part out of healing and recovery at their own peril. We don't fully know how or why people get better. Our own treatment studies for PTSD these days are focusing on effects of meditation training and a program for promotion of mind and body. I personally have used acupuncture and found it helpful.

EJ: I remember from Authonomy that you had a lot of persecution from the pharmaceutical industry. Is that continuing?  Any thoughts on how we might get away from this situation whereby our health is being potentially comprised by big business (supported by government)?
DB: Not so much since Accutane was taken off the American market in 2009. They've moved on to other big money makers that I am not called as an expert on. I think the US court system is out of control in terms of drug litigation. They are allowed to spend way too much time and money trying to discredit experts against them. Also, sunlight is the best disinfectant, that is why I came out and wrote openly about what happened, while in the beginning I mostly kept it to myself.

EJ: What’s next for Doug Bremner? Any more books in the pipeline? Where are you in professional terms? Hopes for the future?
DB: Since the 'Goose' book I have been writing screenplays and one of them called 'Catania' (about five Italian sisters who return to their home to divide the family art and furniture) got to the quarterfinals of the PAGE competition for screenwriters in 2011. I am planning on producing that as a film with my daughter this summer. I am currently working on a novel called 'Hearts" about a cardiac surgeon who can fix other people's hearts but not his own (being posted on twitter @heartnovel, my twitter name is @dougbremner). I just sort of move to whatever interests me, but am not ready to give up my day job, which is as a psychiatrist and researcher in the area of posttraumatic stress disorder in women abused in childhood and in returning soldiers from Iraq.

EJ:  Good to hear all that and huge good luck. Before you go, could you give us your top ten tips for maintaining good health?
DB:  Sure.
1.      Don't smoke
2.      Drink in moderation (or not at all if you choose)
3.      Cook your own meals and grow your own fruits and vegetables, if possible
4.      Eat fish at least once per week.  It’s more about lessening reliance on red meat. Vegetarians should be fine – gaining protein from beans, pulses, nuts, seeds.
5.      Exercise more than three times a week (even if just brisk walking)
6.      Practice stress reduction (yoga, meditation, etc)
7.      Know everything you can about your prescription medications
8.      Have supportive and nurturing relationships
9.      Use psychotherapy if you have depression or anxiety or unresolved issues from the past
10.  Get your blood pressure checked

I'm tempted to add make your own beer and wine (which I do) since I saw your husband is a beer writer

JA: Ah, that takes me back to childhood, when my parents made their own beer and wine. My husband just likes to drink the stuff! J  Huge thanks, Doug…

Okay, so there you have it…for more detailed information on all this, do buy Doug’s books..and check out his website and blog.


Tuesday, 7 February 2012

Facebook? Fakebook? Freakbook? F***book?

So Facebook has plans for a $10bn share offering?  443 million people log on daily and Mark Zuckerberg has got first one, then two billion in his sights. That’s kinda freaky. I’ll be honest, I have a love/hate relationship with Facebook. Mainly I detest it. In fact, it pretty much pisses me off on a daily basis.  On the whole, it’s just the sheer inanity of the thing. The same funny pictures doing the rounds; the same quizzes and memes; the same plugs for books and services; the same ‘Yippee, my book is now #523 in true life dog stories (toy breed subsection) on Amazon.’  Oh God, does that sound horribly cynical?
I hate the way the ads show that they’re monitoring your likes and dislikes, grabbing your information and squirreling it for future use. I don’t get the causes thing. Yes, I’m against child pornography; no, I don’t think homophobia is particularly clever; but how does my clicking a button on Facebook change anything?  Where’s the practical change here?  I guess you'd argue it's about raising awareness but, really, is it more that it make us feel better; that it's a way of showing we’re decent people, part of the tribe?? Am I missing something? Please tell me if so.

I hate the invasiveness of its apps – the way it nabs what people are listening to on Spotify or what they’re reading in the Guardian and spews it out to all and sundry.  I can’t stand the ‘join my event’ malarkey.  Sometimes I sit with a glazed expression, watching the moving sidebar thingy, with the lols and pmsls and endless cute kittens and inspirational quotes and just feel nauseous.  Like, like, like, like.  Bleugh, bleugh, bleugh, bleugh. Don’t get me started on games.  I. Don’t. Do. Games. No, not Farmville, not Bejewelled, not Scrabulous, not none of ‘em. Not noway. Not nohow.  I did my stint on Farmville for James and that cured me for life.  Jeez, am I grumpy old bag or what? J

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So, why do I stay on it?  Why don’t I just delete the whole thing?  Well, I did…a while back.  And then realised I was cutting off my nose to spite my face.  Because sometimes it’s damn useful.  For example, my fitness gurus put updates on their FB profiles so yesterday I avoided a wasted trip down to the river for kettlebells cos I knew that Trisha couldn’t get down cos of the ice. Handy. Equally there are family members that, for some strange (but I’m sure good) reasons all of their own, don’t do other forms of communication – so I can keep in touch with them in a surreal sort of way – even if talking to a Buddha rather than a real face is slightly weird. And other people I love are on it and it’s a way to keep in touch with them.

One thing I did a while back was clean out my timeline. Totally. Removed pretty well all my pictures too. It’s not that I had anything particularly incriminating or shameful on it – just that I realised I didn’t want my entire life, likes and dislikes available on-line. This blog is quite enough angsting and splurging and making an arse of myself!

Sometimes I do wonder if it’s a young thing.  My son loves Facebook.  He says it makes him feel part of the pack.  Hmm, maybe that’s why I don’t like it. I figure it’s a good way to introduce him to the potential pitfalls of the Internet. I don’t hang over him all the time but he knows that Adrian or I might drop in unannounced any time and that seems to be enough to keep him from going crazy. If one of his friends posts something a bit…inappropriate, it’s a good opportunity to talk about stuff.  Though of course it begs the question, do you mention it to the child’s parents? Hmm.

I also drummed into him that he must ONLY accept friend requests from people he knows in real life. Okay, so you could say that’s hypocritical of me but there’s a helluva difference between worldweary old me and a 13-year old lad. I’ve tutored him in the avoidance of viruses and phishing scams. Do I let him on my timeline? No. Because my list is relatively wide open, sometimes people publish stuff I wouldn’t want him to see.  Likewise, I don’t accept friend requests from under-18s.  Of course, if your account is family-only (or you don't have friends like mine), that’s something quite different. 
James is pretty canny. His friends aren’t always so switched-on.  I think I told you the story of one lad who came over and boasted he had a coupla hundred friends.  When I took a closer look my hair nearly turned white.  We did a lot of unfriending that afternoon. 
I keep an eye on the addiction thing too.  Facebook addiction is, apparently, a real syndrome. Yup, 'they' researched it. Take the test... 

Are you suffering from FAD?  If your answer is straight No, then answer the following questions honestly:
  • The first (or second) thing that you do when you log on to Internet is check your Facebook page.
  • You constantly change and update your status and Wall updates.
  • You are so involved into the Facebook World that you even post things like “ going to sleep “ or “ I am tired “.
  • As soon as you click a picture, you rush to post it Online on your Facebook albums.
  • You become agitated or restless if you can’t get Internet to check up your social networking updates.
  • You feel too delighted or too sad depending upon the comments you receive on your profile or pictures, comments etc.

Sometimes, however, I feel a weird rash of fondness towards Facebook.  Someone or other will pop into my head and I’ll trundle over and see what they’re up to; maybe I’ll leave them a message; maybe not.  It’s just nice to know they seem to be okay (though, really, who ever knows?). Or they do the same for me and it brings a smile to my face.  Or someone will appear just as I’m thinking about them and a spontaneous exchange occurs. It’s less formal than a phone call or an email – just a quiet stroke or a bit of fun and banter.  I also take a childish pleasure in dismissing the ads on my page, citing ‘against my views’ for pretty much everything. 

The new timeline thingy?  Well, it doesn’t rock my boat but not much I can do about it. Given I only have about six posts at any time on my entire account, it’s never going to be a thing of beauty. J  I’ve found pinterest for beauty, anyhow – you’re welcome to follow – click the widget on the sidebar or here. 
But, back to Facebook.  I guess what I think is what I always think. Each to their own. Whatever suits you.  Maybe the bottom line is use Facebook, rather than allow Facebook to use you.  And, if you have children, keep a beady eye.

What do you think?  Love it or loathe it?


Oh, and btw, my anti-guru loves Facebook and always likes...new friends. So say hell o.