I noticed my 30-ish nephew’s Facebook post this evening…it said: “Who the &#!% is Adele?” Seems some guys don’t want to admit they might be aware of one of the hottest chick singers of our time. Maybe because she sings girly melodies, that in itself may not be cool. Maybe only the rocker girls get the attention, I don’t know. Would he get laughed at by his buddies if they knew he likes and listens to Adele? Shit, would would happen?
“Oh, is that Adele?”…He quietly asks his wife as Adele rocks the TV, knowing he just left his FB post. One thing I noticed is that my nephew did spell her name with one L, when the name Adele usually has two ls, kinda proves he knows who the %$@t Adele is. But because I love my nephew I will not call him on his ‘bad’. It’s actually cute.
There are a lot of family Facebook rules. My own beloved kid is 29 and long ago we established “the rules”. You know the ones…the silent guidelines regarding postings between parent and child. I say silent because the rules have gone unspoken, we never sat down to talk about it, we didn’t write anything down, we just knew. It’s a matter of respect.
But I would be a liar if I said I wasn’t tempted to graffiti-up his wall, laying down misspelled comments inside long posts, using out-of-date wording, communicating with a gaggle of his friends on severely controversial, provocative topics that 29 year-olds like to discuss. I would love to conjure up emotions and reactions, maybe throw in some politics, religion. I would post about illegal aliens and gay marriage and Republicans. I might also “friend” half of his friend list too. Yee haw!! “Who the hell is this crazy ass?” They may ask my poor son in a post. But he would be busy making plans to leave the country.
My bad, for having such tempting thoughts. But it sure would be hilarious.