Skip to main content

The Last Person Alive Not on Facebook

Recently, the last person alive not on Facebook was found in a cave on the Vermont/New Hampshire line.

His name is Ralph Freitas, and he was shocked to learn that there was such a thing as Facebook.

When it was explained to him that he'd been missing out connecting with everyone he's ever met in his entire life, his response was--

"Oh, I can do that now!"

He then whistled using two of his fingers, and in a matter of moments, three adorable chipmunks ran out of the forest and right up to him.

When interviewed, the chipmunks said that they'd tried to talk Ralph into getting Facebook, but he was hopeless with a computer.

One of the chipmunks turned out to be Bucky, star of the viral sensation "Bucky Looks at a Camera for Eight Minutes."

Ralph's cave was in decent condition for a man who has absolutely no idea that Betty White is cool again or that his third grade teacher is currently baking muffins.

It was impossible to determine his age, as he is not on Facebook, and therefore his birthday has never been broadcast in the right part of any computer screen.

In many ways, it's like he's invisible.

We talked for a bit since talking was the only way we could find out anything about him.

Many of us hadn't conversed in years, and Ralph kept speaking in complete sentences without emoticons, so it was a difficult process.

We told him that if he had an info section, we could find out things about him more quickly and without ever having to actually spend time with him. We could learn his favorite movies, his sexual preferences, and whether or not his relationship with Bucky is "complicated."

Ralph didn't seem to like that idea, and pretty soon he was back inside his cave doing who knows what.

Soon, he'll die from isolation and/or whatever it was that was going on with his swollen right foot.

Until then, there's still one person left on the planet who hasn't experienced the awe and wonder of connecting with his fellow human beings.

We all planned on discussing it further over coffee, but a few of us had to get back home and check our inboxes.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

A List of People Who Can Go to Hell Now That I Can't Have Elizabeth Warren

So today was a rough day for everybody who isn't a @#$%-ing #$%hole. Let's just start there. If that upsets you, by all means, go straight to hell. This entire rant is going to be exactly what it sounds like. I am mad and I am going to exercise my right to BLOG ABOUT IT LIKE IT'S 1995, SO BUCKLE UP, BUTTERCUP. I really don't even know where to start, so let's just jump right in with the first person who comes to mind. Bloomberg, go to hell.  You really didn't have anything specific to do with today, but you can just go to hell for spending an ungodly amount of money on literally nothing.  I mean, you could have lit millions of dollars on fire and at least warmed the hands of the homeless, but instead, you made tv stations across the country that are already owned by Conservatives rich, so kudos to you and go to hell. Amy Klobuchar, I STUCK UP FOR YOU AMY.  I got into FIGHTS on SOCIAL MEDIA while DEFENDING your sorry, self-interested ass.  You know ...

Theater and the Outbreak

After last week's interview, a representative from a theater that recently experienced the results of opening too soon reached out to speak with me. I want to thank this person for coming forward in the hopes that it'll change some minds about what's safe and what isn't when it comes to the performing arts. Here's the interview: ME:  So this wasn't a full production or-- THEM:  No. It was us trying to do a little something for friends and donors. ME:  Who is 'us?' THEM:  The board of _____. ME:  And how long have you been on the board? THEM:  Three years. ME:  What was this going to be? THEM:  There's a, uh, beautiful park here in town, and we wanted to do an outdoor performance of a Shakespeare as a benefit, because, as you know, theaters are having a hard time right now paying the bills. We checked with the local government and the health department for the state to make sure we were doing everything the way we needed to in order to keep everyon...

The Community and The Hypnotist

  Two years ago, I started interviewing people in the theater world about the problems within that community. All the subjects of the interviews remained anonymous to encourage people to speak directly and plainly without worrying that there would be consequences down the line. (Of course, even then, some people felt like outing themselves and getting in hot water, but we're going to leave that water under another bridge.) When I decided it was time to bring the series to a close, it was partly because I thought it had run its course, and partly because I had a new topic I wanted to tackle. While I've had my issues with theater and the people who do it, I've never felt like I didn't belong there, whereas from the moment I came out, I've never truly felt like a part of the gay community. To be clear, that probably has way more to do with me than the community, but it's something I wanted to explore, and I knew how I wanted to do it. The theater interviews were al...