Hang on, my responsible adult hardly drinks yet she has a Facebook account.

I once considered having my toes amputated to get closer to the bar and I don't do Facebook (or any of the others.) I post here on Mudcat on the basis I get to find old mates, but funnily enough, never been tempted to spout my views anywhere other than;

Mudcat.
On stage.
In the bar.

AHA! That third one. That's the connection. Our friends on the Western shores of the pond may have noticed in the BS section of Mudcat, we can't resist a good thrashing argument.

A few beers helps lubricate debate, it would seem.

Mind you, if you must analyse the Facebook British pissup phenomenon, my take would be that we use it less of a social tool and more of a fun tool, hence most tempting when pissed up.