As I mentioned in my previous post, I’ve been feeling a tad uninspired regarding my blog lately. I didn’t want to write for the sake of writing and it become monotonous. My passion for writing would dwindle if I did that.
This morning however, the need to grab my laptop or iPad to get some words down completely overtook me. And so I find myself here.
I don’t know if many of you watch it, it’s a bit like Marmite in fact, you either love it or you hate it, but I for one think the Jeremy Kyle show is really entertaining viewing. Not only does it make me feel much better about myself when I see the hideous sights on there somedays but it also makes you realise just how much trouble social media causes. The man himself, Mr Kyle, hates it for this very reason and I’m slowly but surely beginning to understand why.
I say social media but I’m primarily talking about the notorious Facebook.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. The times I’ve wanted to leave Facebook just to get away from silly playground tittle tattle, but I’m too nosey for my own good and I’m not afraid to admit it.
So many problems are caused by the famous status update. Indirect bitching and cryptic opinions or in some cases private direct messages just out to cause trouble. Then of course there’s the unfriend button. How do you make a point without having to speak to someone? You delete them don’t you?
Some do, I choose not to. This to me just causes more problems, particularly if the issue doesn’t directly involve you. Anyone who knows me will know that I don’t like to conform and don’t like jumping on the bandwagon. I have to feel passionate about things to act on them in such a way and that doesn’t happen very often. Thankfully.
This morning however, lets just say I felt passionate .I have some of my own Facebook rules. Let me explain.
If we’re ‘friends’ on Facebook then I would like to think that we are ‘friends’ in ‘real life’ too. Otherwise, what’s the point? So, if we’re friends in ‘real life’ then that would mean we’d stop and speak if we saw each other in the street, or at a party, or, dare I even suggest it, a family event? No? Maybe I’m mistaken.
I’m an approachable person. I’m even a nice person. I don’t hold grudges unless I have good reason to. But if we’re ‘friends’ on Facebook and we meet in ‘real life’ and we then act like the other person doesn’t exist, for no real, fair, legitimate reason, then I’m likely to get a little bit narky. I’m likely to start questioning why these people are my ‘Facebook friends’ when clearly they can’t look at me, let alone have anything to say to my face. To me it’s obvious. They’re nosey like me. What other reason can there be?
So you see it’s simple. If you can’t be bothered to look at me, talk to me, or, and this is where I get really annoyed, show an interest in my baby, who is too young and innocent to even be involved in such discussions, then that is when I’ll hit the unfriend button. Why should I let you know everything that’s going on in our lives via a social media website when you can’t come and find out for yourself in person? To me, it’s really not rocket science and so we’ll say our goodbyes.
I can’t help but think that life was less complicated before social media came along. Yes I understand that it brings everyone together, but it can also push everyone apart too. It’s very sad.
Who knows? Maybe one day I’ll be uninterested enough in everything to delete the account and not get involved. But until then, if you see me out and about. Smile, say hi, chat to me. That’s what ‘friends’ do. Isn’t it?