30 Blogs of November: Day 14

If life is a motorway, then I am stuck in a never-ending traffic jam while everyone else is moving forward at various speeds.

You might be able to tell that I’m not in the most positive mood today. It did start well enough. I guess every now and again, the amount of stuff you see and hear of people you know who are moving away, having a baby or getting engaged takes its toll on you a bit. Sure you’re happy for them, but you then realise that in some ways you haven’t progressed any further from where you were a year or two ago. In some ways, you may even stepped back. We carry on, work our arses off and make the best of the situation we’re in, but it doesn’t feel like we’re getting anywhere.

Maybe I should stop looking at Facebook, shut down my account. I have thought about it a number of times in the past, then decided against it as I still really wanted to stay in touch with the majority of those I know on there. The plus side is that I don’t have many people on it so my Facebook timeline isn’t heaving with every little detail of people’s lives mixed with the odd inspirational quote and stupid meme. It’s all too easy to get caught up in what others are doing that you don’t focus on what you’re doing and what you’re capable of doing.

I’m straying into self-help territory, so I think I had better end this blog now.

No News, no comment.

A couple of days ago, I logged onto Facebook and decided to unlike the majority of the news sites I followed on it. The result: I feel so much better for having done it.

It had been a long time coming. Day after day I had gone onto there, saw the news stories that had clogged up my feed and had found myself feeling everything from sadness to disappointment to anger. Not so much at the stories themselves (however, yes there have been a lot of awful stuff going on this year), but more at the comments that were attached to each of the stories. For as anyone who ventures onto Facebook knows, the average news item usually has a stream of comments from people who are at best ignorant and at worst, completely unpleasant human beings – especially if those news stories happen to include the words “Brexit”, “Trump”and “extremists”. Such contributions often include the use of the words “leftie”, “leftard”, “libtard” and “remoaners” in order to insult ones giving opposing views. To have compassion for others is seen as a bad thing, and the likes of Nigel Farage and Katie Hopkins are heralded as heroes. The whole level of intellectual debate in the average Facebook news post is anything but intellectual, to the point that if any of the angry mob who populate them were to engage in debate with a member of a high school debating society the latter would wipe the floor with them. That’s if the former not already been kicked out of the debate for insulting their opponent (if you have to resort to insults, you’ve lost the argument. Perhaps the only thing Margaret Thatcher said that most of us can agree with).

I occasionally commented on stories, and while I didn’t get a barrage of abuse for being a pro-EU, left leaning, feminist-ey liberal type (in fact, I did get a few likes for my comments), I did feel a bit uneasy later on. I didn’t wade in to get into slanging matches with people, I just wanted to give my opinion on an issue and hope that there was someone who would, if they did disagree, be respectful of my opinion, as I would they. Unfortunately in the world of Facebook and social media at large, this is a very rare occurence. Even I’ve bordered on the verge of trolling in the past – who hasn’t?

 

Anyway, to cut a long story short, I was getting tired how the news posts and the comments attached to them were making me feel, so I chose to stop following them. Already I feel less angry and sad about how people are. Sure I’m still down about what’s going on in the world, but by cutting it out of my Facebook feed I feel a little bit better. Let’s face it, in an age of 24 hour rolling news, be it on TV or online, we are being bogged down with information and it isn’t healthy for us, at all. In fact, it could be argued that the state of comments on Facebook, and on news stories across the internet are highlighting just how unhealthy it all is. We could all do with cutting down our news intake now and again, for the sake of our wellbeing.

I plan to mute any news accounts I follow on Twitter next.

Not Remoatly Intelligent.

If you want to know how many idiots there are in Britain, log onto Facebook and search for the group “RIP Raoul Moat you legend”. There you will find many people sharing their sympathy and hailing him has some sort of hero.  Not only that, but you will also see messages filled with racism,  misogyny,  hatred for the police (for some, the only reason why they joined it) and abusive exchanges between members of the group – the vast majority typed by people who seem to have all the literacy skills of a dyslexic dog. More than 30,000 people have “liked” the page – including a huge proportion of  “anti –  Moat”  members who joined to voice their disgust at such a group existing.

I too was disgusted when I first heard about it. Like many people, I couldn’t believe that anyone could view him as a legend, or think that what he did was justified.  I wanted to see the group shut down, but now I think that it should stay up.  Not because  the group’s members deserve to continue exercising their right to freedom of speech, but because I think it is a great example of why chavs should never be allowed to have access to the internet.

Facebook hates me.

I'm not too keen on it either.
It forever sets out to annoy me. When I log on, it says there's a
problem loading the page.
When I do get on the site, I can't always post to my friends walls. It
either takes forever to update or doesn't update at all.
Someone tried to start a conversation with me on fb chat last night. I
couldn't reply to them. It was probably for the best though as it was
about 11:15pm and I would talked to them for ages if I did. Still you
feel like they're thinking you're ignoring them when you know that
you're not.
I remove an app. It still sends me emails relating to it.
It sends me email updates for apps that I didn't know I had added to
my page.
And don't get me started on the changes they've made to it.
It's enough to make me go back to MySpace. Don't tell me you haven't
been feeling the same at times.