We Heard You the First Time

I find the side effects of social media becoming increasingly more disturbing. The bad has by far surpassed the good. We all now magically know everything about everything. We are doctors that didn’t go to medical school. Political analysts because we read an article on the internet written by someone who stormed The Capital. Professional comedians because we post other people’s jokes and quotes and pass them off as our own by adding a cartoon meme of what we might look like if we were ten years younger, twenty pounds lighter, and had Jaundice.

We all star in our own weekly shows because we can jump on Facebook Live every Friday at 5 PM, and, while simultaneously operating a 4000-pound motor vehicle, looking at our phone instead of the road, we update planet earth about our every fucking move and how we’re living our best fucking lives. Yay, us.

Each thought and opinion that pops into our heads must be broadcast immediately.

Trying too hard-

to be funny

to be heard

to be somebody

Look at me! Look at me!

Maybe it’s time we take a breath and recalibrate. Not try so hard. Not talk so much. Let us instead –

be real

be a good human

just be