1/18/12

Social Genocide

A wise man once said that if you cannot find tranquility within yourself, that it is useless to seek it elsewhere...

But where else would people decide to seek tranquility?

We live in the society where whatever is in the streets can be spread in the matter of a retweet

Where you make your everyday decisions based on your peers, and followers...

But if one has a number of followers, but seeks the opinion of what to wear or how to look from them....then who is following who?

We live in a society where all physical interaction has now been exponentially divided and has been replaced by 140 characters
Where "if it ain't on Facebook it ain't official" actually matters to those seeking self efficacy.

So yes...the revolution will not be televised....it will be retweeted, followed, commented. Liked, checked into, twitpiced then deleted...as we let it bypass us because our head is deep into our phones..

While some possess control some are mindless drones that catch heat for a subtweet and making attempts to clown others behind their device...when in all reality if the interaction was physical they wouldn't be about that life.

While most are just providing updates of their life some are actually seeking a husband or a wife and those that are together use their alone time to share with the world that they are.....alone...

In this country of "free" speech, we use social networks as an escape and release and
as a way to please others...
So contrary to what the wise man said, its not that we can't seek tranquility within ourselves,
We just choose not to...sadly we seek and yearn for it...from each other.


So I ask...are social networks equal their net worth?
Are they a gift or a curse?
Have they assisted to unify our people..... or did it make matters worse?

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