'I Forgot My Phone'

One of the great things about social media is that you control how you use it. There are no right or wrong ways. There are ways that are more or less successful, if getting people to click on your links or photos is your goal. But ultimately, if a user isn't satisfying you, you can unfollow them. If that user cares about his or her social media traction, the message will be delivered by lack of engagement. It does no good complaining about it.

The Internet is for the people.

 

They need to realize that it's all a mirage anyway.

I've seen tons of kids photos on Facebook. Not once have I seen a tantrum, throwing up, writing on walls, broken lamps, an F on a school assignment or any one of dozens of things that these little angels do that never make it to Facebook.

 

I blame Facebook for the decline of the role of the community. That and youth activities.

 

The culture of incessantly staring at a 3-inch screen while out with friends basically says that "I have more interesting friends than the ones I'm out with." Which leads to the question: "Why aren't you out with those friends?" Of course, if they were out with those friends they'd be doing the same thing. Why? Because rude people are rude.

 

Rude, or the effect of societal expectations to multitask? A white-collar worker seldom free fom work obligations. Those work obligations morph into " social" obligations on social networking sites. You have to "like" or comment on posts because it is expected.

 

I don't have a smartphone. When the rare occasion of having dinner with my wife in a restaurant happens, I have to tell her to get off her smartphone and pay attention to what I'm saying. Otherwise, I really could sit in silence for an hour while she plays with Facebook. It's really frustrating. Everyone in her family teases her about having the phone glued to her hand. She has to charge the thing twice a day because she's on it so much. She watches a TV show, but has to rewind about 20 minutes because she quit paying attention ... I could bitch about this all day.

 

I understand what you're saying but I would submit that that's about 2% of the problem.

 

Hmmm. Maybe women in their 40s and 50s aren't being massively over-diagnosed with depression, after all.

 

This may be the saddest sentence I've ever read in my life. For several reasons.

 

HOW DARE YOU DISPUTE WITH DICK IF SOMETHING LOOKS OUT OF PLACE OR NOT!

 

I just listened to Prettyhatemachine for the first time in like five years. It's really good.

 

Parents have always taken a lot of pictures of their children - at least as long as cameras have been everyday household items.

The only difference now is that you don't have to wait a week for the photos to come back from Walgreens or CVS. They're available right away and instead of winding up in scrapbook or a drawer somewhere they're on the internet for the world to see.