{"id":230,"date":"2011-08-19T10:48:37","date_gmt":"2011-08-19T14:48:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/outthere\/?p=230"},"modified":"2011-08-19T13:51:23","modified_gmt":"2011-08-19T17:51:23","slug":"facebook-writes-a-piece-for-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/outthere\/2011\/08\/facebook-writes-a-piece-for-me.html","title":{"rendered":"Facebook Writes a Piece for Me"},"content":{"rendered":"
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How Obit Mag piece writes itself, step one<\/p><\/div>\n

Facebook has been taking<\/strong> so much of my time, funneling the long, elegant, profound writing I am sure I would be doing into a digital kiddie pool surrounded by a classic backyard fence. It’s as if, by adding my occasional two cents, I can claim the whole Facebook fortune.<\/p>\n

No jokes, please.<\/p>\n

But I really like my loquacious Friends, and so, I thought one recent lazy morning, why don’t I ask them to tell me about stuff, things, objects in their past like girdles and 8-tracks that they are glad are gone. (I was really thinking about Facebook and how it<\/em> would be gone, replaced by Google+, but that’s too meta for mid-August.)<\/p>\n

As you can see at left, they answered right away. And over and over! They interacted, argued, bonded. I’ll never have to sweat my own stuff again.<\/p>\n

So here’s the result, a piece for Obit Magazine called “We’re Glad They’re Dead”<\/a> that simply fashioned itself. Watch out, HuffPo copy-thieves, here I come.<\/p>\n

And friends, don’t forget to Friend<\/a> me.\u00a0I need ideas.<\/p>\n

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