September 15, 2014
by Bryne Yancey
Facebook has long been the social network of choice for your parents to share image macros, your conservative childhood friends and their heated straw man political arguments, and for regionally-flavored listicles shared ad nauseum (for me, it’s usually a listicle having to do with Florida-based grocery store chain Publix, which admittedly is the best fucking grocery store chain in American history). Users can also scroll and scroll and scroll, often looking at the same status updates dozens of times in one day, and return the next day, and every subsequent day until they die, to do the same thing. It’s great.