To celebrate, the network will be rolling out "Facebook Stories," what I fear will be obnoxiously heartwarming tales of how people were reunited with their long lost kittens via Facebook. Or maybe how they hooked up with their old high school flame after 30 years, while their spouses were busy flirting with that neighbor who moved away five years ago.
Despite my usual cranky attitude toward just about everything, I have to admit I appreciate Facebook. I think it and other social networks occupy a unique niche in modern history.
For example: I recently made a status update and got comments from three ex girlfriends, all from different eras of my life, none of whom had ever met. It was like that line from Paul Simon's "Kodachome" ("if you took all the girls I knew when I was single/and brought them all together for one night..."). Facebook is the one place in my life where all of my disparate lives -- family and friends, personal and professional, high school and college, west coast and east coast, random acquaintances and Florida supermodels -- intermingle, for good or ill.
Unless you were born in a small town and never left, it's something most people don't experience any more. For many of us Facebook has become that small town, even if its residents live thousands of miles apart.
Still, the whole love connection bit is worrisome. Because you know if there's a way to exploit that feeling to sell you something, Facebook's advertisers will find it. So beware those warm fuzzies. It might be true love, but it's more likely just RockYou or Zynga trying to get into your pants.