This is a rant that has nothing to do with RVing, so be warned. It does, however, have everything to do with how we connect with one another as we go about our life on wheels.
I’ve had a love/hate relationship with Faceborg ever since I researched an article about Zuckerberg and found out how much money that little bastard makes from information we so willingly hand over to him. God we are such suckers! But still, I’ve posted there fairly regularly. Why? Because it’s there.
One of the only reasons I’m on the ‘borg isn’t because I have nothing better to do, but because of the Tripawds community page that Jim and I manage. But of course, whenever I go visit our page I get time-sucked into scrolling through my own personal news feed.
I cringe when I see how much the ‘borg reveals about people, and their inability to write a complete sentence, as well as their lack of discretion.
From friends posting photos of relatives on death beds, to people revealing very intimate aspects of their lives, suddenly I get bombarded with things about friends and acquaintances that I really didn’t ever need to know in the first place.
I’ve often thought about this, but then last week the following conversation prompted me to permanently excuse myself from the downfall of civilization. I’ve erased names to protect the innocent.
The irony of social media blows my mind. Like alcohol or pot, when used responsibly it can work in our favor. But when used out of boredom or pride, it’s the most unsocial thing the Internet has introduced into our lives. People can’t even stop posting for a minute to interact with one another!
I’m not the most social person in the world, but I really hate to see what Faceborg is doing to us. I’m so over it.