The last time I tried to untangle the mysteries of friending, posting, liking versus commenting, chatting and managing permissions in this volatile terrain things did not go well. He wrote an essay in his status box and when it got rejected he took it personally. He declared the app to be stupid because it wouldn’t do what he wanted it to do. That’s the problem. His expectations are too high.
Husband thinks that Facebook is a benign application that is designed to facilitate social connections. That’s a bit of a Trojan horse. It looks like that is the purpose but actually, it wants to alter our DNA.