Partly because it’s election season but mostly because it’s true. I’d advise everyone using the internet to
Yes, I am aware that wreck is spelled with the letter W, but here I’d like to give credit where credit is due. The person that brought this phrase into the mainstream did so many years ago and he was right. Ice Cube was right.
You can find proof for anything on the internet and to top that you can find memes for any “proof” whether or not it is true. The internet is a wondrous and scary thing. I know this is true because at our house we have been reading parenting information like it’s no one’s business. One person says that babies should learn the art of self soothing by letting them cry themselves to sleep and another will say that same practice will scar your child leading to a possible life of crime. Like in most contentious issues the truth is probably somewhere in between those two answers. In this case, what has helped us is considering the source of the information. Is it a blog written by Sheila? No offense Sheila, you may be a wonderful parent or even call yourself a parenting expert, but you don’t have any credentials (I’m not saying that you need credentials to be correct. Stick with me here). Was the article posted by an author with credentials selling her self-proclaimed top rated sleep book for only $19.99? Again, I may be skeptical as she is probably just trying to promote her method, her book, and herself. You go girl, but it still might not be for me! Was the article published by a professor of infant psychology? It may be more reliable unless the study was funded by Pampers and the whole article is about how Pampers help your child sleep the entire night. The point I’m trying to make here is that just because someone states something online doesn’t necessarily make it the truth. Be skeptical and spend some time fact checking.
Let’s take this a bit further, presumably you get to vote shortly and I’ve seen some ridiculous posts online Facebook people. Yes, you are entitled to an opinion, but pretty please “Check yourself before you wreck yourself.” If you’re going to post an article, then I think you should do some fact checking rather than posting “Is this true?” and inserting controversial article from questionable source. It saves those people you presumably care about (those that you call friends) from calling you out and it helps you to save face. Just because Joe Pundit says something does not make it true and just because it was on Fox News doesn’t make it false. You have access to the internet in the palm of your hand or maybe it’s far away like in your purse or pocket. Use it to inform yourself. In other words: Check yourself before you wreck yourself.
Once that happens, then it’s sort of like watching a train wreck. You can’t help but just watching the whole thing unfold and if you have popcorn that is always great. Nothing goes better than popcorn and a show.
However, I’m going to suggest that it doesn’t have to be that way. What if we actually talk (type) with those people we claim as friends? And if we have engaging conversations about pertinent issues? What if we unblock someone from our news feed and challenge them when we don’t agree? Because you’re never going to change anyone’s mind when you’re preaching to the choir. Because we need more dialogue and thought in our political processes today. Because if these people are truly your friends you might have this conversation in real life! And if you’re going to spend all your time buried in your phone you might as well be doing something useful. I, along with friends, have solved the world’s problems many times over with a drink sitting around the fire late at night. I’m not bragging, but I’m pointing out that you might have things in common with your friends.* *But pretty please don’t apply this to family and then blame me if it backfires. Family is an extra special category of friends that you can’t get rid of when they make you angry. I would say if you don’t agree about something, then you should choose another topic.
I recently took a break from Facebook…a detox if you will. It was January after all and that’s what you do in January right? Detox. Move over Whole 30, I quit Facebook for a full month. In preparation I removed the app from my phone and tablet and erased my browsing history on my computer. If I was going to sign on I was going to have to remember that ridiculous password!
The world did not stop spinning. I did find myself sitting in front of my computer for no particular reason one day because that was what I used to doing early in the morning, but I figured it out. Instead I relied on other people to tell me what was going on in Facebook land. You probably don’t know this because you’re not on this month, but… Bottom line I didn’t miss anything. Or if I did it does not matter because I don’t know that I missed it. The following is hands down the best thing I missed…
I learned that I can waste time without it! I watched five seasons of Nurse Jackie on Netflix. I read three books. I knitted an insane amount of washcloths while watching crazy amounts of college basketball. I finished that volunteer application. We started that basement remodel project at home.
When I missed Facebook I filled the space quite nicely with things that were equally meaningful, but usually more so and when I missed random mindless browsing I found Pintrest and I don’t plan on quitting that any time soon.
There is no doubt in my mind that life is hard and also that most adults behave like tall children. I remember being disappointed at my first big kid job when people were bickering at a meeting. This is it? This is as good as it gets? I can recognize that life is messy and complicated. Do not make it more so. The small amount of drama that exists in my life is plenty for me. I beg you please do not add any more. I mean this in the most all encompassing way. I need added drama less than I need added sugar.
Please do not text me and tell me you have something important to talk to me about, but that you don’t have time explain it right now. What? What? Give me a hint please or I will be aggravated. The same goes for cryptic voice mails or emails.
Do not expect me to comment on your super strange and non-specific Facebook posts. I get that you want attention, but you won’t get it from me. Life is short. Why would I waste time trying to figure out something you honestly want to be a secret. I get it. We all have secrets.
Do not yell at me. In fact, the world would be a better place if you never yelled at all. When you yell at me, all I hear is that you are angry about something. Those extra loud words have the same effect as screaming at someone who doesn’t speak English.
Similarly, when you call 911 and I arrive to help, please don’t make me ask you every last question you can think of before you tell me that you had a heart attack last year and it felt exactly the same. And if someone “falls out” because they were doing heroin please tell me that too. I try to bring a bit of calm with me at all times to balance out the drama your situation may provide.
Do not get me wrong. If you’re my friend I do actually care about you and what happens to you. But I’m also a pragmatist. If you want to do something about your problem, then I’m your gal. If you want to complain about your day or partner or job I might need a brief disclaimer before your rant gets started…otherwise I may try to help you solve your problem. But if you want me to play “guess my secret” then I am most defitinely not playing.