Friendbox

As kids, we all probably collected something – coins, baseball cards, bottle caps; whatever, so we had to put them somewhere. Chances are, it was a shoe box or the like.  We’d regularly drag it out of the closet and sift through it, sometimes proudly showing off for friends; other times, we’d just revel in the enjoyment of our personal stuff, eventually loading it all back in “the box” and stashing it away.

So it is with  that ubiquitous white-on-blue ‘F’. It occurred to me that it really acts as a container, too; the same way you keep foodstuffs in the fridge, garden tools in the shed and cars in the garage, you store your ‘friends’ in the F-Box. Handy.

The storage function of F-Box is dual-purpose; it simultaneously keeps your friends stashed and ‘on display’ at all times. But, perhaps more importantly, a functional advantage of F-Box storage is that you can effortlessly “interact” with all of them simultaneously, a convenience so cherished in this multitasking age. Want to let them know, say, what you’re having for lunch? Easy; post it to your wall. They’ll eventually have to read it (and probably feel compelled to “like” it). Super handy.

What’s nice about interacting this way is that it’s “convenient” (in the sense of  ‘easy’); not much heavy lifting required to write, call, visit or even see all these cherished friends, all the while being “caring” as all get out. It pretty much takes all the work out of friendship. How can you argue with “low maintenance” friendship?

Well, I for one, think you can argue plenty. What’s started to pass for friendship is exceeded in banality only by the superficial demonstration of what passes for ‘caring’ (i.e. for causes, people, the environment). If you’re one of those people feeling pretty secure in your social relationships while residing almost entirely in social space 2.0, try asking that crowd on the left for a hand in the physical world when you really need it. You’ll find they won’t move an inch.

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