facehookers

on thursday, i had lunch at "Grayz." it is opening next week. the name is bad but the bread is crusty and the butter is creamy with fennel-laced oil in the middle. i usually don't like fennel, but in this particular case it worked. as i'm standing there trying to hail a cab, a bike messenger comes flying down the street and high fives me. it was fantastic. a real exchange. we need more of these and less of facebook.

facebok is a make-believe land apparently worth $15 billion and it scares the hell out of me. in particular, i am talking about the boys and girls who are in high school and college posting pictures of themselves throwing back shots and snorting lines and dancing half-naked and thinking these things will not come back to haunt them when they try to get a job at an ibank in 15 years. or maybe try to be the president of the united states, although i don't think that has ever held anyone back.

i am also baffled by the "mood" board, where iPeople update what they are iFeeling on the hour. "jenna is bored," it says. why not just BE what you are, where you are, with whom you are spending time with? and finally, you are not "poking," "licking," OR "touching" these people, and you never will, because you are relying on your computer to have a sex life for you.

do you remember the scene in Minority Report where tom cruise is walking through the mall and all of the stores are communicating with him because he has a chip planted in his eyeball? "welcome back, mr. anderton," they say.

i fear we are becoming robots and facebook is only the beginning.