An unexpected evil

Ok, that's it. I'm quitting.

I don't smoke, if you're wondering. Or drink. I'm speaking of a far greater evil in the world, at least for me, at this time.

Face.book.

I like it for some reasons. I like keeping in touch with my out-of-province friends. I like seeing so-and-so's pictures from their wedding, pics from vacation.

It's the baby pics that are doing me in right now.

Each and everytime I log on, when it takes me to "home", there is a picture there of a newborn. Newborn and mommie, newborn in crib, etc. Always with some comment attached by someone on my friend list, Oh congratulations! She's beautiful! Glad you had no problems!

I can't help myself. I click on the picture to see it larger, then flip through the rest of the album, always chronicalling the first day or so of life. Proud smiles. A mommy that's already back into street clothes. Babies without tubes or 24/7 care and a no-holds-barred outlook on a long happy life.

So, that's what it's like for the rest of the world.

I can take this torture every couple of weeks, every month or so. Lately it's been daily. Really. For the last couple of weeks I have (masochistically) observed a dozen or so happy beginnings, each one driving home how unfair life really is.

So, I'm quitting. Good bye, Face.book! You're only for happy people.