All Hail the Death of Social Media (Thank God)

Ok, perhaps I’m high, or simply well ahead of my time. I’ve had an on again, off again relationship with Social media.

Let’s look at this shall we?

Anyone remember Myspace? I actually had to go look it up, I couldn’t remember the name to save my life, and I had an account at one time. 

I had (Past Tense) a Facebook account. Haven’t missed it since I shut it down.

I’m on Twitter but the vitriol on Twitter is getting to the point that it’s not fun anymore.

LinkedIn is interesting, but even that site is becoming questionable. Really? Dick shots on my timeline? Uhh, suppose I’m looking for a job?

Thanks DUMBASS, I really appreciate your posting potentially offensive material on a professionally oriented website. Oh and by the way, I appreciate the morons that favorited said dick shot. You’ve propagated it across all your friends timelines too, well fucking done! To the owner of the dick… Umm there are some things no-one needs to see and your personal dick is, umm, one of those things. #uglydick #caring

I’ve never had instagram, vimeo, or any of the rest of the social media things.

I’ll personally be happy to see all these things relegated to the dustbin of computer history.  

You know, like the 36 PIN Centronics parallel printer cable?

These “social” sites and applications aren’t bringing us closer together they’re excuses to sit on our couches being hateful to each other.

Internet trolls multiply like antibiotic resistant Staphylococcus. I’m still unclear what the whole troll Raison d’être is.

I mean what’s the point of being inflammatory if you don’t even believe the shit you’re spewing? If it’s just about attention, then why do these “Trolls” immediately block someone that has an alternative opinion and the facts to back up what they say? 

Even negative attention is attention. 

Why do the trolls even bother to seek out groups of people that they know will disagree with them, when they could just as easily hang out with a bunch of people that think exactly like they do? Wouldn’t they want to get positive reinforcement no matter how wacky their opinion is?

I’ve been thinking about it because I was noticing that I was using Twitter less and less.

When I do login my timeline is full of trolls duking it out with people who know their shit and yet… the battles go on and on. I can’t take more than about 10 minutes of it now.

I’m going to purge my timeline, my tweets, and thin out the folks I’m following. Maybe that will make the time line less vicious and more interesting. 

Perhaps I’ll ride Twitter into inevitable oblivion, maybe not, I’m still undecided.

I have no clue what the future of social media holds, but I think it’s on it’s way out. 

More and more people are going to completely ephemeral communications. like instant messages that self destruct after they’re read.

It sounds mission impossible but I can see the point. There are still HR departments and bosses that want to know if you’ve got a social media account so they can monitor it.

I welcome the time when Facebook, Twitter, and all the other social media sites are considered “quaint” and outdated.

I wonder if I should be concerned about what will replace these quaint communication forms… 

God I hope it’s not going to be some tacky ass antenna sticking out of my skull! 

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I stumbled across an article titled  Why Bloggers Are Calling it Quits a day or two after I wrote this blog piece. 

There’s a quote from Andrew Sullivan that sums it up very well:

I am saturated in digital life and I want to return to the actual world again. I’m a human being before I am a writer; and a writer before I am a blogger … I yearn for other, older forms. I want to read again, slowly, carefully. I want to absorb a difficult book and walk around in my own thoughts with it for a while. I want to have an idea and let it slowly take shape, rather than be instantly blogged. I want to write long essays that can answer more deeply and subtly the many questions that the Dish years have presented to me. I want to write a book.

The entire piece is worth a read.