I lost friends over Facebook

I could not take their ridiculous, political diatribe nonsense filled crap and eventually, tired of it, I left

This angered the person. How dare I leave without letting people know

Next one, much, much worse. I used to hang with 3 people, LDK, Habib and Bob

Bob developed cancer. Bob was in the hospital and he had been moved to palliative care (this means they are no longer going to even try to save you, just keep you comfortable while you run out the clock)

Bob was the owner of a local comic store. It was the centre of my world, I helped out, made connections, it gave me somewhere to go

As Bob was dying, his store staff (who were never fond of me) kept it secret from other customers what had happened to Bob. His brother wanted to keep the value of the store and, since so much of its value was based on Bob's customer service, the prospect of him never returning was a major problem

Bob wanted to post something to the store's website. His brother didn't want this to happen (I found out later) because, well, as above

I felt a dying man should be allowed to speak his peace and brought him his laptop. His brother was fine with this and said he would 'set up so Bob could use wi-fi'

Which, of course, he did not. Something was always wrong or the signal, blah, blah, blah

I hooked up my cellphone and got him on line. Bob was having trouble seeing, so I typed it for him. Word for word verbatim, no changes

And he posted. And everyone knew

The others were angry with me. This could hurt the value of the store, didn't I realize that?

Then Bob died. I was told at 815 am

I waited to the end of the day (630 pm) and posted a eulogy for him on Facebook. I knew a number of people there had asked me to keep them apprised on what was happening.

The fact that they used about 2/3 of my eulogy in his memorial shows the quality of my post

They were furious again. They were trying to keep this quiet, for the business. And one other person, who had not been notified because he forgot his phone at camp, found out about his death this way. I said I was sorry he had to find out that way but, you know what, he damn well knew Bob had days at most to live

As I said, the comic store was the centre stable of my world. But, more importantly, his store be damned, he was my friend

I no longer have any contact with any of them