FACEBOOK: FACE OF BOOMERS

Was This Part Of Mark Zuckerberg’s Facebook Plan?

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You start your computer, hit a few keys and look in awe.

Go the right page and you see a family reunion, high school reunion, job reunion.

Boomers dig reunions.

Problem neighbors? Your town, your state, is taking turns aggravating you?

It all goes away on a Facebook wall.

The only problem is recognizing who is who.

Does your life on Facebook feel like the names are changed to protect the innocent?

Of course baby boomers are guilty. Guilty of creating music that won’t dry up and blow away.

Guilty of stretching the envelope on polite behavior.

Guilty of making our parents worry.

The biggest crime?

Guilty of gray hair, of growing up and getting older.

What’s the sentence? Younger generations looking at you the way you looked at old people.

Old lady with a limp? Old man with a cane? The young boomers just wanted them out of the way so a new generation could take over.

“Look at me. I run, I jump, and I can do it all day.”

Now the tables have turned faster than a scratcher running needles across two amped  up vinyl records.

Sctichy, scitchy, scitch, how did you get there? Facebook knows.

If someone posts a forty year old image and mentions you, Facebook won’t miss it.

You’ll be tagged, mentioned, liked, and most of all you’ll be amazed anyone has a picture of you looking so damn good, so bad, or so young.

The face you see in the mirror isn’t your Facebook face for everyone.

Those reunion feelings you get looking at pictures of others? They get the same feeling.

In two minutes on Facebook you move from a third grade class picture to a high school team image to a college party shot to your profile pic.

How can this be the same person?

Answer that question correctly and you move past the Age of Aquarius where the sun shines, to the Age of Acceptance where the sun still shines, but you notice the shadows.

For too many boomers the Facebook experience is a haunted house.

You remember long tall Sally in a red dress, not grandma Sally playing with a baby.

You remember the tan, lean, teammate who always did the unexpected thing on a football field.

He takes a snap to punt, then runs for a first down. The coaches turn from Whaaaat to Wow.

Now he’s a beach, mountain, river photographer and he’s good. Who knew?

Mark Zuckerberg did us all a favor, but none bigger than the one he did for baby boomers.

Now we get to watch him age, talk about his kids, complain about quality of life.

Can’t wait. He’s not getting younger, either.