I have something to admit. I live for the low blows and logically-inept battleground of Internet comment boxes. I know it’s a war where nothing is ever won, but I shoulder arms nonetheless.
I made headline news with an anti-vegan barbecue I organized on Facebook. The problem is, it wasn’t me. Disappointingly, the police and the media are disinterested regarding the identity theft of a minor.
How are we expected to make social change possible when we pick and choose our exposure without alternate opinion? Welcome to the Echo Chamber.
It’s an age-old question: Why do those who ghost you still haunt the halls of your social media?
As children, we were great devourers of the arts, of experiences and time. As adults, we’ve customized our life around devices, subjects of the great curation.
Today, the United States takes to the polls to change our country based on a hashtag. Activism has forever changed since Kony gripped us back in 2012.
I might be in a long-term relationship with Facebook, but that doesn’t mean I’m happy. In fact, I think it might be time to pack my things.
I believe that the modern trend of presenting the idealized you on social media is adding to our depression. Bare envy sits at the root of this problem.
While the internet has seriously damaged democracy, it has also given rise to a series of sub-communities, each believing that their twist on the same thought is equally valid.
Being angry on the internet, or at work, continues to be a part of our lives. However, stepping back and gazing at it, the pattern is obvious.