Before you go knocking Social Media just remember; without it, you would have absolutely no way of knowing that we all need to use the bathroom regularly, or what Sonko’s latest publicity seeking inane episode of buffoonery is….
If you’ve been on facebook, twitter, tumblr, hi5, Tagged, Google+, etc, you’d know that it seems this generation of people who spend more time staring at their mobile devices than at real peoples’ faces, that condones clowns like Sonko –and even elects them to public office–, are all about follows, likes, +1s, diggs, up-votes, number of comments, retweets, etc without a care as to the relevance, importance or even need for or vacuousness of what they put out to the whole world on social media and blogs (the irony that I’m writing this on a blog is not lost on me).
I am harldy innocent in these respect since I will not pretend I don’t get smug satisfaction when the views on my blog are in thousands, or a facebook thread stretches into dozens of comments and likes. But as a general rule I try to say things that have a modicum of importance or at the least are quick witted in nature. The things I see posted on social media though can make one smash their phones or put a fist through their monitor sometimes; ramblings about your stomach problems, serial comments on posts that are rhetorical, photos of children that aren’t your own, photos of celebrities with fake outlandish names for yourself to boot, minute by minute accounts of potty training for your baby, every check-in you’re making at Gikomba market, how hot your coffee is at Java… seriously, have things gotten this mundane?
I’m reminded of this quote from “Fight Club” wich summarizes our sad lives (accounts of which we give in running commentary of on social networks)
“I see all this potential, and I see squandering. God damn it, an entire nation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t need. We’re the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War’s a spiritual war… Our Great Depression is our lives. We’ve all been raised on television to believe that one day we’d all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won’t. And we’re slowly learning of that fact. And we’re very very pissed off.”