[Retrieved from The Hardline According to RobFather-X (series) 2013]
I am quickly coming to the mindset that I may have to place an age restriction on whom I decide will continue to be a member or be approved for membership on my Funnybook [Facebook] friends list. I have tried to ignore the signs, however while it has always been obvious to me, I am constantly reminded that there are those there who do not now – nor will they ever – have the experience of life – and of the world – to the degree which I have. Sure, some there might have some formal, informal and perhaps a street education and knowledge similar to my own but none of it will ever compare or compete with mine. There are people there who lack the maturity, the tactfulness, the class, the honor, the self-discipline and a sense to “move the fuck on” when it is clearly necessary. There are people there whose egos are larger than their sex organs and whose feelings are much too fragile and sensitive for my tastes and tolerance. I consider such people to be petty children; petty little boys and little girls compared to me, a grown man of 52 years.
For seventeen years, I have raised a son – a task which continues and which I very much enjoy doing. Long before his birth I was actively involved in the raising, disciplining and guidance of the sons and daughters of other men (U.S. Navy). I can easily recognize bruised egos and “know-it-all” attitudes when I see it – whether they be written, spoken or silent. I have no desire or patience to deal with the minds of children – especially on Facebook. My patience for tolerating people of certain ages and backgrounds has worn thin. I’m simply too grown, too intelligent and (definitely too damn sexy) for immature people who fail to keep up with me, won’t try to understand, tolerate and/or respect my points of view – even if they disagree. I am “over qualified” for such people, which in effect, makes them underqualified to deal with me.
On my side I have age, experience and a vast knowledge of certain things which little boys and girls cannot begin to comprehend – not until they’ve pulled their heads out of their asses. My most pleasant debates and “heated” yet friendly arguments have only been with those who are mature, have “been around the block” of life a few times, who carry the scars of actual experience (and it shows in the way they comment) and who know how to peacefully agree-to-disagree on just about any issue or, at the very least, stay the fuck out of commenting on a subject altogether.
I have to admit that most (not all) of the people with whom I enjoy social interaction are those who are in their 30’s and up. There are only a few people in their mid-to late 20’s who closely qualify as being part of my social enjoyment on Facebook and in the “real world”. All the rest fall into the group of those people who irritate the fuck out of me with their childish behavior; they will be closely scrutinized from now on.
If anyone on my Facebook friends list feels that I am “over qualified” to be their Facebook friend, I want them to please save me the trouble of having to friendectomize their name from my friends list. Let’s both cut the bullshit and be real and fair about whom we each choose to spend time with in the Facebook social forum.
(Originally posted in The Hardline According to RobFather-X (series) 2013 on 201303:14.)
Read Maturity Assessment in Facebook (Pt. 2) here and Maturity Assessment in Facebook (Pt. 3) here.