I recently deleted my Facebook, while you’re probably reading this on Facebook.
There, I said it, and I am happy for my decision because Facebook needs to die.
My story with Facebook started because I wanted an easier way to talk to friends and family while I was on my second combat deployment to Iraq in 2008. Over time, it has been flooded with negativity and people who are opinionated instead of informed.
What ultimately led me to my decision to delete my account was watching Mark Zuckerberg testify to the Senate Judiciary Committee. I saw a man who responded like a robot, had cold eyes and ultimately had no answers. This is something that has gotten bigger than himself. He said, “Facebook is an idealistic and optimistic company. For most of our existence, we focused on all the good that connecting people can bring.” Too bad many of your consumers have decided to use it for talking down to others, sharing common sense sounding memes about difficult cultural issues and policies, calling people idiots, and finding ways to extract data for personal gain.
I recently downloaded my Facebook data. I was amazed at what I found. I found an endless list of people who friended me and deleted me over the years. I found my activity log and my personal information. If you honestly think that just because you set your settings a certain way protects you, think again.
Deleting my account took some time, as fighting an addiction can do. But it’s time to get America back to talking face-to-face again. It is time to get America sharing and finding common and shared experiences to better understand each other.
It is time to let Facebook die.
Brandon Delvo, Jamestown