I stumbled upon this and laughed. And screamed. And wanted to embrace it and use it, but I'm far too civilized, I suppose... ha.
It's got a rare honesty to it - it's about the author's mother, who in days gone by new EXACTLY how to "unfriend" people.
I'm not suggesting that you or I employ these methods, but it's worth your time to chuckle with me about how SHE did it.
For example:
"I realized the other day that I had been quietly unfriended on Facebook and I could not help but think how much better things were 50 years ago, when a relationship went south and you knew why.
Let me give you an example of how the people in my family unfriended someone when I was growing up in the Catskills: It is summer and my favorite city cousin, whom we shall call Ravishing Rachel because of the delicacy of the situation, is in the mountains with a boyfriend.
My mother gets a call that one of her brothers, Rachel’s father, has had a fatal heart attack. She is naturally distraught and, after calling a few motels, finally tracks down her niece and breaks it to her.“Ravishing, you tramp!” I hear her holler. “Your father is dead and you killed him.”
See how much better that was than Facebook? No confusion, no wondering why or when it happened."
More here.
Den
PS: None of this civilized stuff... because it's far too easy.
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