Scott Lamb at World Magazine Blog commemorates the 25th anniversary of the death of Francis Schaeffer today.

Sunday is Syttende Mai, the Norwegian Constitution Day holiday. I was sure you’d want to know about that.



I’m thinking about Facebook today. I joined the online social networking community with some dread (anything with the word “social” in it, from “socialism” to “social disease,” scares me), but I’ve been gratified by the number of people interested in being my “friends” on Facebook. Several of them have been students at our Bible school, which is frankly incomprehensible. I’ve never spoken to most of these students, and the ones I have spoken to I’ve usually just told to take their cell phones out of the library. Yet they’re interested, and they join my Facebook group. I can only assume that they’re sadder and lonelier people than I ever dreamed, and I should have been kinder to them. (That’s a JOKE! A JOKE!)

What’s the deal with Facebook groups, anyway? I’ve been involved in forums before. When I was on AOL, I participated in several discussion groups about Norway, Vikings, C. S. Lewis, and the Avengers. We had vibrant (and sometimes nasty) discussions. I’ve been involved with a Viking reenactors’ discussion board, elsewhere from Facebook, for years now. It ebbs and flows, but the posts keep coming, and sometimes it’s hot and heavy.

But Facebook groups just sit there. People join—some have hundreds or thousands of members—but in all the groups I’m involved with, the members seem to feel that they’ve “voted” by joining, and that’s the end of their obligation. One of the most active groups I’ve joined, oddly, is the Avoidant Personality Disorder group, which is populated solely by people pursuing a lifestyle in emulation of Harpo Marx.

I’m one of the most verbal and outgoing members of two or three groups I belong to. That’s just wrong.