I dunno if I’m getting a virus or what, I just feel weird today. My eyes are sore, I keep alternating shivery and warm, I feel shaky when I move about too quickly. Feel a bit better now I’m sat in bed. So, no theme to this post. Just something to do.
Our world is mad. It’s hard to see how mad it is sometimes because we’re all slap bang in the middle of the madness. The cult of celebrity is now no longer small enough to be considered a cult. We talk about famous people on a first-name basis to our friends, as though they are part of our social circle.
We are a mass of contradictions. For instance, we are more connected in more ways to one another than ever before. Yet we are disconnected. We have more time-saving devices than ever, yet less free time than ever. We are deluged with opportunities other generations never had and yet stifled by this amorphous cloud of possibility.
Taking the inter-connectedness example. I mean, here I am, writing a blog, detailing all sorts of aspects of my life, to as many people as may stumble across it. I’m also on Facebook. I have a mobile phone. I have several email addresses. These things empower me and constrict me.
A good example is Facebook. A friend said to me over the weekend how sick she was of reading people’s status updates and the like. They are either boring “Tara is excited about going shopping today” (who gives a fuck?), or they evoke negative feelings by laying the groundwork for comparison to others. She gave the example of people she’d been to school with who now had babies etc.
My friend confided “I’m thinking of coming off the whole thing”, by which she meant deleting her Facebook account. But, I doubt she’ll do that. One has to smile (wryly) that the decision to be on or off a social networking site should inspire such serious consideration. “I’m thinking of coming off the whole thing!” So, this isn’t a decision she can make at the drop of a hat anymore? It made me think how bloody enveloped we are with this stuff. I’m the same too, though perhaps I could delete my account with less worry – my friend has a responsible job, so would she really want to deny herself access to photos (of herself) that might be posted by other people and reflect badly on her, professionally speaking? At least while she’s on there she can de-tag herself etc. Facebook has insidiously made itself indispensible to a lot of us. That doesn’t sit well with me.
Right, well I’m tired again now, so I’ll close this post and probably check Facebook before having a lie down (well, I don’t want to be left out, do I?)