Facebook is Turning Us All into Brain-Dead Self-Centered Morons

You see, my life story starts prior to the start of my Facebook page. I know this may be hard for you to believe but everything about me is not chronologically logged on my Facebook page. I don't have to prove anything to you because you surely won't go out of your way to prove anything to me. On some level you want me to basically snitch on myself or revert back to my days of struggling and being a smelly young man sleeping on the Metrolink.

This all resonates back to the fact that I dislike Facebook and 98 percent of its users. Mark Zuckerberg was a smart guy but he was also extremely socially awkward. I relate to his story because it feels good to see a nerd like myself finally win. Every hot girl from his wonder years that turned down on him in high school or college has paid the price for throwing shade. Zuckerberg is laughing all the way to the bank, meanwhile you're wasting your life every day on Facebook ranting about your pathetic dreams. I hate Facebook, but I need it because now my entire generation has been devoured by it. This is basically how we stay in touch with each other. We can die in the physical flesh and somehow we're still alive on Facebook.

Google and Facebook are basically duking it out to see who will become our generation's real life version Skynet (nerd reference from the Terminator movie series). In conclusion I will end this blog by saying no one cares about your opinions to the degree that we need a 24 hour line into your thought process about absolutely nothing. If we must be bombarded with your Facebook rants, at least grant us the courtesy of entertaining us.

The hypocrisy of such a statement being muttered from the lips of a hip-hop artist with a pointless blog should make you laugh. I truly believe my IQ has suffered deeply due to social networking. I think I am numb in the brain due to the countless hours I've spent on Facebook. I used to think nothing was more entertaining than spending a night on Facebook with an ice-cold six pack. I now think spending a solid hour on Facebook would send me into cardiac arrest.

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HappyQThursday
HappyQThursday

www.facebook.com/happyqthursday/posts/674182682613474

The time has come for me to share some awful truths w those w whom I feel closest. When I was young, I suffered from crippling fear that I was adopted and had a twin in a 3rd world country who was forced to eat broccoli and carry groceries for older ppl. Shortly thereafter, I was misdiagnosed w a rare mutation that gradually strips all sensation out of the left toe, eventually resulting in tripping everywhere I go. The meds they put me on rendered me unable to play accordion, leaving me unfulfilled, frightened & despising those humiliating signs everywhere that wld TAUNT me - alternatively flashing "Walk" & then "Don't Walk" (this was years b4 harassment laws). I became rebellious & walked out on my therapist, leaving her depressed until she nearly hung herself twisting health insurance docs into a long rope [she lived, thankfully!] and eventually quit Mahjong. In short order, my hampster's best friend Loosey died, causing a HUGE family feud over an apparent inheritance left by my demented Uncle Sylvester, further stirred up by my asshole brother-in-law, a corporate (FUCK them!) litigator who claimed Sylvester intended the stash for my sister Lucy & was confused bec everyone teased her, spelling her name Loosey. I was so mad that I broke into their trailer & stole her Barry Manilow concert coupons, which led to me being shipped of to F.U. Campus, a brutal refinement school, launching my hellacious journey being tossed from facility to facility, reading comic books at convenience stores and retelling the jokes to my fellow inmates for a quarter a word. Eventually, I got fed up & wrote a nasty letter to my congresswoman, saying I'm on a short fuse & she'd BETTER help. This was viewed as a false harmful threat, leading to my current imprisonment, as I await my fate. It's been months! And I haven't even been allowed to see my unborn child yet (!!) I URGE you. PLEASE share this & spread the word about the travesty of heart-tugging language-mangling on Facebook and God BLESS you all. TRULY 

Heather van Tonder
Heather van Tonder

Oh, no no no, FB is so informative and at times a platform to vent one's spleen. I enjoy seeing what the rest of the world is doing.

Philip Nations
Philip Nations

Its a powerful tool, its all about how you use it

Jeff Tiberend
Jeff Tiberend

And, your point is? Politics and religion, even, have done that to us. But, I really like to think that most people do think on their own.

Maggie Madonia
Maggie Madonia

Now I hate Facebook that I just wasted 5 minutes reading this....

Gregg Thomas
Gregg Thomas

How so? I read more, I am involved more with social topics, I communicate more with my friends and family, and I'm exposed to more information than I would have ever have been exposed to in the past.

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