A commentary on social killjoys

Many decry social media, particularly Twitter and Facebook, as being tools for the self-involved. Platforms for irrelevant individuals with no deep thoughts to inanely bolster their self-esteem.

I find things to be quite the opposite.

In fact, I think if you readily dismiss the thoughts of others as inane and find those others irrelevant that you are the one who is self-involved.

The internet is a breeding ground for connection and creativity. It opens doors, eyes and souls. It is an arena where the trappings of age, gender, race and creed are often rendered inconsequential. When you do away with the materialistic influences of the physical world a person’s true spirit shines through.

We should welcome, not scoff, at the opportunity to widen our knowledge of others.

I have made numerous friends because of the internet. These are not shallow relationships, either. In many cases, these relationships have proven more steadfast than those I have with people to whom I am geographically close.

Yes, people do tweet about the mundane and trivial but that’s life. Quite often, it is in those small moments that life truly happens. Social media engenders powerful self-expression that should be applauded, even in it’s simplest form.

Maybe your daily conversations are full of debating ancient philosophy vs. modern philosophy and you only listen to Mozart – on cd, of course, because you don’t quite understand what this ‘iTunes’ thing is that people keep mentioning.  And you wouldn’t understand why someone might tweet about how they are in a #foodcoma from the divine enchilada they just consumed because you don’t even know what an enchilada is. After all, they usually aren’t served in ivory towers.

Access to social media is a gift. Through it we have windows into the lives of people outside our own backyard. We can exchange ideas and perspectives and commiserate about our shared existence. It must be a very sad existence to not want to share it with others. It must be a very sad and closed mind that doesn’t want to experience the world outside.

*I’d like to note that my days are frequently full
of philosophical discussions,  as well as enchiladas.

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