Sometimes I Blow Up

This is going to seem like a very pointless and hypocritical rant.

I’m going to post it anyway.

I see no future for this generation. I may be the biggest pessimist in the world, but this generation may cause the downfall of society and life as we know it.

What makes you say this, Chloe?

I’ll tell you what.

Social media. It’s driving me insane.

I often wonder if the great thinkers of our past ever envisioned a world where electronics and media devoured our society. I know Einstein did. To quote, “I fear the day that technology will surpass our human interaction. The world will have a generation of idiots.” And it’s true! Rarely do I ever find someone with a creative mind. Someone who can have an intelligent conversation without having to look at their phone every five minutes.

I’m guilty, too. I know I am.

I think our advanced technology has done several things to us. It has made us an angrier species. I should say impatient. We can settle for nothing less than the speed of light. It causes us to be ornery if our text message doesn’t process and send in one second. Angry, too, because when we are focused on our phones or laptops or iPads or gaming systems or whatever, we do not want to be interrupted. It stresses us out to be torn away from our precious devices. How stupid does that sound?

Even more ridiculous, in my opinion, is when I hear someone say this:

“And my status got like, 57 likes. Can you believe that? 57!”

As if American teenagers had not already exhausted the word “like,” Mark Zuckerberg had to go and make them dependent upon it.

How sad is it, that we are living our lives clinging to the hope that someone is going to like our status? It’s like our society was already climbing its way up the ladder of competitiveness and the creation of Facebook was like giving us a jet pack so that we could fly our way to the top of said ladder. People are actually envious of other people who get more “likes” on their status/picture/etc.

It makes young girls hate themselves, that much I can say with certainty. Even I’ve fallen prey to that one. No one likes my profile picture? I must be ugly. Then I take a step back, assess the situation, and laugh at myself. But to think that there are people out there who depend on that little red box every time they log on to their Facebook….if that little red box had a voice, it would be disgustingly squeaky, saying, “Look! You’re popular! Look! People are pretending to think your new haircut is cute!”

It’s like we just don’t know when to stop. It was fine when there was just MySpace. Ever Facebook alone wasn’t terrible. But now…

“Oh, and I Instagrammed this picture of my peanut butter and jelly sandwich. 105 likes. I’m so popular!”

“Like, 45 people retweeted my tweet about how stupid Twilight is. What up!”

“25 people follow my blog about ugly cats now! Isn’t that the coolest?”

It’s enough to make me want to scream. What is happening here is people are getting this false sense of accomplishment or pride over essentially thin air. At the same time, social media is like a drug. You could get 1 million people to like your Facebook status and it still wouldn’t be enough. Tomorrow you’d need 2 million. And the cycle repeats and only leaves you feeling inferior.

So, there. I’m done. The end.

Our King, who created Facebook,

Zuckerberg be thy name….

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