A Fallow Facebook Farm
I have enjoyed Facebook in the past because of the way that it enables me to keep an eye on what friends and associates are doing even when I’m not in the same place they are. Lately, however, the people I know who are on Facebook have begun to clutter their updates with reports that have nothing to do with their actual lives. I see small, undecipherable portions of conversations they’re having with other people on Twitter. I also see a lot of updates on how people are coming along with simple little games referred to as Facebook Apps.
The idea of Farm Town is to build a virtual farm. You plant seeds, and then you watch the seeds grow into crops then harvest the crops and sell them and plant seeds again.
What happens on the screen looks like a farm, a little bit, in a cartoon version. But everything’s in neat little rows, with no weeds, and no insects, and the crops grow in uniform, predictable ways. It’s like a child’s painting of a farm.
The farmwork is child’s play too. To plow a field, you just click a patch of grass. To plant seeds, you just click again. Harvesting and selling the crops at market takes just a few more clicks. Potatoes take 2 days from planting to be harvested. Grapes fully mature in just a few hours. No problems, no worries. No real farm.
Easy come, easy go. I don’t think I’ll be making a return visit to Farm Town. I’d much rather hear about someone’s wilting porch geranium than waste my time looking at the pretty green pixels of a app acre.