This is an old facebook post. _______________________ I read.
(Wait! Don’t be so eager to post that comment. Read.)
And some of you who know this breed too well also know that it’s not just reading. A large part of it is consumed by subconscious proof checking.
It doesn't matter if it is an old paperback jewel that smells great or a redundant dealer panel below an annoying press ad. A restaurant menu that screams of irregular line spacing and features orange dal-makhani or the soiled chana-jor-garam cone that’s loaded with spicy gossip. It can be an interesting message on a galloping t-shirt in the gym or some stray thoughts that keep popping-up on fb.
I agree that 90% of what I get to read on fb is junk. (including what you are reading right now)
But I wonder if I have the right to pass that judgment? Of course, yes. But then do I have the right to announce it? I think not. Simply because 100% of this junk is a result of the choices I have made on this platform.
So now you know why I have not deleted my fb account. (Read: Not yet)
Maybe what started as fun and is being consumed like it's H2O has a deeper meaning attached to it. Maybe sharing and seeking information is more important and meaningful than voicing biased opinions, indulging in heated arguments and exchanging respectful disagreements. Maybe signing online petitions is the only way left to save the planet. Maybe humans (including Israelis) need a fresh lesson on humanity and this is the only server which is not under a nuclear threat. Maybe ridiculing the World while enjoying the comfort of our Ikea couch is how one should pray for a better life. Maybe it is not about ‘making new mistakes’ or ‘doing it yourself’ anymore. But only about what and how you think it should have been done. Maybe the World is becoming more and more aware and resilient instead of being mutated as dormant on-lookers. Maybe earning likes and comments is more important than earning smiles. Maybe I should just stop wasting your precious time and stop writing.