I’m of the mind that the more Gen Y talks, the less we’re actually saying. We espouse the “how” in favour of the “why,” and the only content born from this is directionless and blunted.
Today’s unlimited free-press has birthed a condition where everyone feels they need to duke it out in the comments section. Well, they don’t. I’m biting the hand that needles me.
How are we expected to make social change possible when we pick and choose our exposure alternate opinion? Welcome to the Echo Chamber.
‘Whataboutism’ might have been born in the Soviet Union, but it is a valuable tool to bludgeon another in an internet argument. It is also comparable to sticking your fingers in your ears and going nnnnaarrrrppp.
Donald Trump’s acidic rhetoric might seem new, but a man who has been dead for 2,000 years has him figured out.
We’re all veterans of social media battles fought over reactive predeterminations. However, now that we’ve witnessed the damage, is time to put down our guns?
Disagreeing with someone on the Internet is the entire reason there is an Internet, right? Well, after surviving this tale, you’ll never criticise again.
Apparently, the key to a lasting union is arguing effectively, thus avoiding what are now being dubbed “the four horsemen of the relationship apocalypse” (not our term).
I’m bloody tired. Tired of being angry all the time. Tired of having an opinion, and having to force that onto others. So, tomorrow I’ll be doing my own outrage outage.