In the age of instant gratification, and super technology our society has got this idea that we, humans, are all disposable. More and more you hear how this person is moving on to this or that person. Even more on the up rise is that ‘she’ is not dating boys anymore now ‘she’ is with girls or vice versa. More and more people are getting treated like objects. I am not sure if it is a product of the technological world that we all live in now; where no one talks face to face or on the phone or if it is defiance from a generation past.
Currently if you cannot communicate in 140 characters or less then you are taking too long. Generations past would appreciate a phone call or an impromptu visit from a friend. And by friend we mean someone with whom we have carried on face to face conversations and not only do we know their last name, we know the names of their parents, their husbands and their children. We have been to their home, ridden in their car; we have seen them in the grocery store, out on the town, and at their place of work. These people that you generously label friend are only someone that you can recognize if they are wearing their hair the way they did in their profile picture. Friends that you have never met not knowing their morals or values; you all agree on one political poll or superficial group, naming something unimportant, and all of the sudden in that instant you decide to open yourself (or your portrayal of yourself) to this person and offer them your friend label. You would rather have this stranger added to your list of friends rather than your grandmother or grandfather. Is this because you would like to portray yourself as someone you are not, or an alter ego that you believe society would enjoy to read about or look at; what do grandmothers and grandfathers know about current society anyway?
This friend that you just added to your ‘list’ he or she has beefed up his profile to mirror what they believe is important for society to see, they don’t really want you or society to know that they don’t go out partying every Friday night to a different club, really those 15 pictures you are looking at those are from one random night last year. And hopefully you don’t catch on to the fact that they like to look at nature at its most intimate moments, right before the sun rises over the misty mountain tops, hopefully you will think that they posted that on accident, so to confuse you, they make some off the cuff remark to make everyone LOL at their picture.
We facebookers, tweeters, and myspacers all want to be accepted and not placed in the rejection pile, we search for those who will accept us, not for who we are, but just those that will accept us, as long as we can fit into their ‘list’, if not we will be substituted for another.
“Some things are real though most things
Really don’t be true
They got a substitute for truth
But a lie right now won’t do….
What we had is gone
I need a substitute
For you”---Nikki Giovanni Bicycles
Currently if you cannot communicate in 140 characters or less then you are taking too long. Generations past would appreciate a phone call or an impromptu visit from a friend. And by friend we mean someone with whom we have carried on face to face conversations and not only do we know their last name, we know the names of their parents, their husbands and their children. We have been to their home, ridden in their car; we have seen them in the grocery store, out on the town, and at their place of work. These people that you generously label friend are only someone that you can recognize if they are wearing their hair the way they did in their profile picture. Friends that you have never met not knowing their morals or values; you all agree on one political poll or superficial group, naming something unimportant, and all of the sudden in that instant you decide to open yourself (or your portrayal of yourself) to this person and offer them your friend label. You would rather have this stranger added to your list of friends rather than your grandmother or grandfather. Is this because you would like to portray yourself as someone you are not, or an alter ego that you believe society would enjoy to read about or look at; what do grandmothers and grandfathers know about current society anyway?
This friend that you just added to your ‘list’ he or she has beefed up his profile to mirror what they believe is important for society to see, they don’t really want you or society to know that they don’t go out partying every Friday night to a different club, really those 15 pictures you are looking at those are from one random night last year. And hopefully you don’t catch on to the fact that they like to look at nature at its most intimate moments, right before the sun rises over the misty mountain tops, hopefully you will think that they posted that on accident, so to confuse you, they make some off the cuff remark to make everyone LOL at their picture.
We facebookers, tweeters, and myspacers all want to be accepted and not placed in the rejection pile, we search for those who will accept us, not for who we are, but just those that will accept us, as long as we can fit into their ‘list’, if not we will be substituted for another.
“Some things are real though most things
Really don’t be true
They got a substitute for truth
But a lie right now won’t do….
What we had is gone
I need a substitute
For you”---Nikki Giovanni Bicycles
