I read something this morning, in the moments I spent trying to numb my brain with social media mundanity. I read a tale of woe, one man’s struggle to be heard above the babble of we the chattering masses, we who report from the front line of existence, we who don’t know how to shut up.
I think about this periodically. The way social media has become a rolling news service of the contents of everyone’s heads. I say banal things on social media all the time. I also filter out the majority of my front line reportage. It’s just too dull.
My mundane analysis is this: those in power don’t want us to live in community. We are better divided. More manipulable. Once, we congregated in pubs, social clubs, churches & other public spaces. Once, we fomented resistance to the powers that be. Now, we are sold cheap booze to numb ourselves in private and put into a catatonic state by reality tv. Social media is our outlet. Our data is used to sell us more stuff to numb us, while we conduct conversations where nobody listens, pouring out everything to specious friends we never meet.
Modern life is wonderful.