Facebook (or other forms of the social media) is a tool that convinces us to believe that we are an expert on nearly all topics and that we care about our people and our planet. It gives us the status of being a 'social activist' who is 'just out there' to do some good for the humanity.
Facebook has empowered us all. Everyone on the Facebook is fighting for a cause and has a social agenda to change the world. Want to give the impression that you care? Start a new Facebook page with names like Facebook.com/HelpFightCorruptionInBihar or Facebook.com/DrinkingWaterForPoorInBihar and you will instantly be elevated to the status of a 'hero'. In reality, you don't have to give a hoot about corruption in Bihar or lack of drinking water in the state but names like these give you instant credibility.
On Facebook, there is no bigger patriot than you. You post patriotic images of soldiers fighting on the border but you think joining army is only for uneducated people. You proudly display national flag on your Facebook page like you were right there with Gandhi, Nehru, and Patel walking shoulder to shoulder with them in their movement against the British Raj even though, when asked, you could not tell the difference between Mahatma Gandhi and Rahul Gandhi. You may hate Hindus or you may hate Muslims in reality but on January 26 and August 15 each year you show a sense of 'bhaichara' to confirm your secular credentials as you frantically post YouTube links to songs of Mahendra Kapoor to make your point.
You also get annoyed if someone fails to 'like' your post. An Indian soldier's picture – how can you not like it? You are not patriotic enough for my taste. UNFRIEND!
On Facebook (or Twitter), everyone is a political pundit, yours truly included. Comment sections are also good examples of these 'experts'.
On Facebook, we all love our wife/husband, mother, father, children, grand parents, even teachers we used to hate while growing up. We credit our mother and father for our success and pretend to be 'Shravan Kumar' but in our heart, we still can't forgive them for giving away more than 50% of the property to our brother.
In the hope of wiping off some of the sins committed by us, we, the Facebook users, do not mind donating a few rupees (or a few hundred dollars if you live overseas) to charities like flood or earthquake relief fund to show we actually care. Guilt is great, ain't it? On the flip side, we are also quick to set up a PayPal account to start receiving 'donations' for 'relief funds'. You know what they say, "there's a sucker born every minute".
With 1000+ Facebook friends, it helps us create our own 'bubble' where we think the entire world knows us and we are somehow an important person.
Facebook also gives us the opportunity to project ourselves as a very important person when we send friend requests to real life important people. No, Shah Rukh Khan did not send you a friend request; YOU sent a request to him but now you are acting as if it was the superstar who sought you out on the social media.
Unfortunately, Facebook also exposes us of the limited vocabulary that we possess. 'RIP' is what we write when someone posts the news of death of someone we knew. Yes, RIP! Literally hundreds of comments with more than half saying 'RIP'. That's all we could come up with to say something about the dead person. Rest in Peace!! Like without our blessings he/she was not going to rest in peace. We don't say Mr. so and so was a great father/uncle/friend/humanitarian who would do anything for the family or friends because - let's face it – it requires thinking and it's too complicated. Who wants to actually think on social media?
And you know what? That selfie you post on your Facebook page is actually embarrassing. It's nothing to boast about. It's just another one of the billions upon billions of pictures posted on the social media. Only you care when you take your own picture wearing that hideous sunglass or showing off that new smart phone. And those comments below it? Don't take them seriously. They don't mean anything. Your friends don't want to offend you so they post comments like "cool bro..." or "dashing".
Speaking of comments, I typed 'amen' in the comment box and nothing happened. Anyone else experienced this?
Now if you would forgive me, I have to go and post this rant on my Facebook page where I am sure thousands of friend requests are waiting for me to confirm. After all, I am a very important person.BLOG COMMENTS POWERED BY DISQUS