I get it. And I appreciate the absolution, for lack of a better term at the moment. You’re championing a righteous cause in a fairly positive manner. Whatever pangs of guilt I may feel, they are entirely of my own making.
I feel a wave of guilt and shame every time I read a new installment of your take on the negative effects of social media. I know in my heart that you’re mostly right. But then I think about what I did this evening — saw a transcendent performance by Joan As Police Woman in Bushwick that I surely would have missed if not for social media — and the urge to log off fades. I have managed to cut way back, looking at Facebook once a week or less and splashing around in the Twitter cesspool only when I spot a notification of something “important.” But giving it up seems unthinkable.
I get it. And I appreciate the absolution, for lack of a better term at the moment. You’re championing a righteous cause in a fairly positive manner. Whatever pangs of guilt I may feel, they are entirely of my own making.
I feel a wave of guilt and shame every time I read a new installment of your take on the negative effects of social media. I know in my heart that you’re mostly right. But then I think about what I did this evening — saw a transcendent performance by Joan As Police Woman in Bushwick that I surely would have missed if not for social media — and the urge to log off fades. I have managed to cut way back, looking at Facebook once a week or less and splashing around in the Twitter cesspool only when I spot a notification of something “important.” But giving it up seems unthinkable.