It always amazes me how the tiniest variable shift of a singular, common social situation can turn seemingly rational people into raving, thoughtless looney tunes: how, for example, the same people next to whom you make your daily morning commute might suddenly lose all their driving faculties in a light rain, or the way a "Caution: Wet Floors" sign can produce absolute mayhem on a Saturday afternoon in a mildly crowded Target. Or how the President's speech/movement/breakfast might ignite a self-righteous eruption of totally inane, babbling status updates on Facebook.
The truth is that I do not get onto Facebook to read about whether or not you "believe" what a politician is telling you. I get onto Facebook to see if you had an ugly baby or a better job/boyfriend/bikini bod than I do. Maybe that's not too noble, but neither is your apostrophe to the president.
To those of you who must take to the Interwebs for your ranting: Get a blog. It's what they're for.
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