Is anybody else starting to get tired of the internet, or is it just me?
Tired of seeing the constant opinions on what we should do and think, from who to vote for and what to eat, to how to correctly hang toilet paper.
Tired of the ubiquitous presence of comments pages and review platforms, which too often are misused to host volcanic eruptions of strong opinions which – once the dust has settled – tell us only that: Some people liked the service, but some people did not like the service. Some people agree with the article, but some people disagree. Some people like the mandolin, but others – controversially – consider the banjo to be their favourite member of the lute family.
I actually quite enjoy reading what other people think, but what tires me out is when these features are used as an opportunity for some people to tell other people why, in their opinion, everybody else’s opinion is wrong. Often in a vitriolic manner. But perhaps that’s just my opinion (incidentally, does the word ‘opinion’ make anybody else think of an onion with a furrowed brow, half-moon spectacles and a tie?)
Tired of reading about what can help us, “live the best life”. Maybe I don’t want to be practicing mindful cocktail-drinking somewhere flash, showing off my svelte, tanned figure in a Triangl bikini that costs the same amount of a month’s worth of groceries. Maybe I just want to sit on my sofa, in a blanket, reading a book and listening to good music, eating a greasy yet utterly delicious takeaway.
And don’t get me started on those that use the internet to encourage people to talk about their mental health, yet in subsequent breaths or .JPGs with flowy fonts explain that to have good mental health ourselves, we should disassociate from those with “negative energies”. Erm…
Make up your mind, internet. Or just shush altogether. I’m bored of seeing this dictatorial stuff, no matter how much I try and avoid it. The content still manages to creep in.
Yet, here I currently sit, on the internet. Writing my monthly blog. Looking at pictures of cats that need re-homing. Dealing with e-mails.
And sheepishly preparing for upcoming social events by salivating over PDFs of menus, knowing that when I get to the restaurant I’ll still manage to deliberate over what to have to eat.
I’m not so bored of those sides of the internet.
So perhaps I’m a contradiction too 😉
Song of the Day: Mr.B The Gentleman Rhymer – No Character to Clear
I didn’t even know ‘Chap-Hop’ was a thing until this month. This genre of music is ridiculously fun. And funny.