The life of the masses branded as ephemera. No time to consider, debate, discuss. The bigger picture lost in a constant stream of other people’s minutiae; mind chatter writ large and validated by the click of a blue “thumbs up”. Incessant barrage of marketing materials “you may like”, stuff you don’t know you want yet, “must have” consumer goods to keep the market economy buoyant.
A twittering of disdain, righteous indignation, and blatant, self-indulgent commentary on the lives of others; the great and the good, the almost famous, and those who should probably know better. Their entire comprehension of a topic expressed in less characters than would normally be required to introduce themselves.
Most of us are guilty of it, I know I am!
Time and energy, more beneficially spent doing other things, wasted in reviewing images of someone’s breakfast, the most recent touch up of the lippie (never knew what the inside of a ladies toilet looked like till I joined Facebook….), the cats (Lord, please, enough with the cats…). Today must have been particularly bad… gouging my own eyes out with a spoon seemed a perfectly reasonable alternative to the inane drivel that was passing across my screen.
Yet, nestled within the general morass of mind vomit, lay absolute gems of sparkling wit, knowledge shared, words of support and empowerment. Positive movements of political and social change have risen, and succeeded; woven within that random tapestry of the transient, mundane, and outright banal.
Perhaps this is the unintended value to be gleaned? The primal need to connect, resolved and serviced at the click of a button.
Yet somehow, something is missing.
The genuine shared laughter; signified (in hope) with a “lol”. The wild woods call; unanswered. The tang of sea; a vague scent of stale sweat. The siren lure of birdsong; unheard…
Now, if I could just find that dancing cat video again, I could sign off and go and do something useful…