Social media is ostensibly all rainbows and butterflies. It’s for “making connections” and “friending” people, blah blah blah. But do you ever follow people you really don’t like? Do you ever follow people because you don’t like them, and instead you like reading their updates while sighing loudly to yourself and those around you asking how anyone could really be that stupid?
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Who on earth would do that? I go out of my way to avoid people I don’t like.
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Yes.
I wouldn’t say I ‘follow’ any of them – here’s the thing though:
Twitter is incredibly useful for keeping abreast of current affairs and breaking news, however to get to any of that juicy content you have to sift through waves and waves of shameless self-promoters, would-be comedians, ‘Beliebers’/'Directioners’ and total-fucking-idiots. This pisses me off and wastes my time. Occasionally I have to seek out an exceptional moron and unleash bursts of putrid bile at them just to make myself feel better.
Same goes for YouTube. I don’t like subscribing to channels because then that’s all the content I’ll see – I want to see new, funny, clever videos by people I don’t know popping up in the Most Viewed section. But for some reason, the YouTube bollocks du jour is young British lads with swiffy blonde hairstyles and ridiculous knitwear sitting in front of their cameras pouting for the thumbnail shot and stating the complete obvious with no added humour for four-to-six minutes at a time. Our YouTube videos have become as formulaic as the music industry – find attractive guy, state obvious, make stupid joke, quick cut quick cut quick cut, demand rate/comment/subscribe, sell utterly meaningless t-shirt. It’s banal, vain and completely infantile, and the motor neurone disease that is killing YouTube.
I watch these shitty videos and read these shitty tweets in some vague hope that my faith in the vox populi will at some point be restored, and when it isn’t, the total arsehole that I am is restrained no more and the videos instead provide the perfunctory function of making me feel better than everyone else.
Ha ha ha. Merry Christmas.
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