You're not like the other ones, you're much dumber.

I have never had the internet at home, so that's a piece of instant gratification I've had to do without.  However, something I found amusing was that I got an email from facebook after a few days of absence that I had some notifications pending.  So, thinking that I might have missed some flagged high priority message about someone's accidental passing, I headed over to facebook only to be let down in realizing that I had missed out on 3 full days of people that needed prayers for trivial issues, and people I've known my whole life broadcasting the contents of their Sunday dinner and the scores of their kid's basketball games.  Jeezis is life passing me by; how in the hell did I make it surviving in this big scary world for 3 days without a clue that my friend from 20 years ago had lasagna this weekend?

I guess the problem for me is that I honestly hate stereotypes.  If a person has to state how different they are, there's a damn good chance that they are the same as every other chucklehead that's ever announced without fear of contradiction that "they're different".

The role that facebook plays in this is an interesting one.  People are represented by a picture of their choice - more than likely a happy memory, or something they feel represents them.  On the site people give a selective history of their day and put it up on display, fishing for compliments or approval from a group of their peers.  How fucked up and weird is that?  Has anyone actually thought of that?  To put it into perspective, think of it like this - a room full of everyone you have selected to be there, and in this room, everyone wears a mask and parades around with an aquarium filled with the things they want you to comment on while trying to cover up the dogshite on their shoes that they slipped in on their way into the room, or the fact that they have a drug problem, or are clinically depressed.  That is, unless they WANT your attention and prayers for dogshite removal and drug absolution.

THAT's where facebook really loses me.  Pages of 8 year old kids tugging at your sleeve jumping up and down, shouting "Look at me! Look at me!"  "I'm different! I'm cool!", or "I have an interesting medical condition, please pray!"  With the world population rapidly approaching 7 billion, I'm willing to guess that a couple of them are pretty much like you actually, and the chances of them being more intelligent are higher still.

I am not above this myself, its part of human nature to want to gain acceptance, and it is without question that we need a sense of connection or love (as well as hate) towards each other.  But for Christ's sake, get over yourself.  If you don't want to be a stereotype, don't do stupid fucking stereotypical things.

I won't pray for you, and I don't give a shit what you're having for dinner.  Be yourself, be politically incorrect.

Til next time.