Most of the time I find Facebook to be fairly useless. The only reasons I use it is to keep in touch with people I generally don’t want to see in real life. I don’t mean that in a mean way, but if I saw someone from elementary school on the street I doubt we would have much to say to each other. I do care about them (not enough to really want to be their friends) but I like to keep in touch at an arms length—that arms name is Facebook. Other than that, I use Facebook to keep in touch with people I wouldn’t regularly see, like Brenda, no matter where I was living. Unless I was living in the middle of no where, than I could keep in touch with Brenda because I would be living across the street.
Facebook does come through for me, from time-to-time, to put me in touch with some actually interesting people and things. Like the other day, it put me in touch with someone that I actually do want to be friends but had lost contact over the years. Facebook has come through for me in other ways. Such as the group “All Rhetts Club”, which I am a member of. Let it be known that I have never met another Rhett in my life. I am aware there are many Rhetts. I have just never met one. I think I want to keep it that way, but I don’t know why.
Oh I need to back pedal a little bit. Kimmy might have you believe that I am named after Rhett Butler. However, I am not. The inspiration for my name is from the Saskatchewan Roughrider, from the 70s, Rhett Dawson (pictured above, I believe). Now we can continue.
As it turns out a fellow in Winnipeg, named Rhett, created this group. There is one thing you should never say to a Rhett: Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn. Don’t do it. Ever. I promise you that we all hate it. I do. However, I must say that I assumed that most, if not all, other Rhetts were named after Rhett Butler or some other Rhett. However, we noticed a trend in the All Rhetts Club. There was a majority of us all around the same age, early-mid 20s, and all from the prairies. It quickly came out that we were all, in fact, named after Rhett Dawson.
I don’t know if you find that strange, but I do. One of the few neat things that Facebook has taught me about myself. Actually, it’s probably the only neat thing it’s taught me. We Rhetts are a proud people. I wonder if Mr. Dawson knows of the legacy he has left behind?
I always forget that change means that things will change. Or maybe it’s closer to say that I am surprised how much things change. Or maybe I am surprised by changes that affect me that I didn’t anticipate. I do like to anticipate. That’s why I am such a good chess player. The unfortunate thing about my ability to play chess is that I can only play one game without totally burning out my ability to anticipate. I overload my brain, so I never get very far with anticipating.