Who Gives a Goddamn Flying Fuck?
What in tarnation is happening in our world? I scroll through Facebook yesterday and everyone is going crazy about the color of some fucking dress. This morning at work, everyone is talking about the same dress. It's a fucking dress! Who gives a flying fuck? There are more important, real problems in our world and everyone is freaking out about some fucking dress. I haven't eaten any bacon in four damn days! Now that, is a serious problem!
Seriously, how does the color of some dress take over the fucking Internet? How do these things go viral? You know this Internet thing we're all using right now? The FCC made a major ruling about it this week, protecting net neutrality. This ensures that communications companies can not throttle Internet speeds, block competitor's websites, or bill you more for how you use the Internet. Yet, people using Facebook, a social media site on the Internet, hardly noticed.
Last week, Americans were obsessed about Kanye and his blatant disregard for award show protocol. It's Kanye West. He's a self absorbed, mediocre entertainer, married to a reality television star. Who gives a flying fuck about awards shows, or Kanye for that matter? You know what else happened around the same time Kanye was rude at the awards show? The President of the United States asked congress to consider war measures against ISIS. That's fairly newsworthy, yet very few people in my Facebook news feed mentioned it.
Roughly 37% of eligible American voters, voted in our last general election. I'd be willing to bet that at least half of all Americans are aware that there is a dress that looks different in dim lighting. The fucking dress is more talked about on Facebook than that last election.
In other news, Leonard Nimoy died today. I have never watched a single episode, or movie rendition of Star Trek. I likely never will. I am aware that Nimoy played 'Spock' on Star Trek. I can even do the weird thing with my fingers that 'Trekkies' do, although I don't know why they do it. I recently watched George Takei's documentary on Netflix. It featured interview clips with Nimoy. I learned a few years ago that Nimoy was a poet. I read some of his poetry on the internet. I didn't care for it much, a collection of rhyming poems. Nimoy seemed like an interesting guy from all of the different things I've read about him over the years. 'Trekkies' are highly devoted individuals though and I'm sure you're all distraught about Nimoy's death. Nimoy has taken Facebook by storm today.
I guess this is turning into a column about Facebook. What in the hell would we do without Facebook? I'd be lost. It is predominantly the only tool that I use to stay in contact with people that I know. I have a lot of intelligent people on my friend's list. In between the incessant memes, cat videos and posts about Kanye and dresses, there are often a lot of interesting news and tidbits shared by Facebook users. I can often get lost, chasing through news articles and links when I scroll through the news feed.
Hopefully the fucking dress, that changes colors, will quickly fade from our collective fascination. As soon as the dress story fades, there will be another viral story about something just as inane. Meanwhile, wars will be waged, new ones will be declared and I will have gone yet another day without consuming bacon. I'm sure no one much gives a goddamn flying fuck though.
Last week, Americans were obsessed about Kanye and his blatant disregard for award show protocol. It's Kanye West. He's a self absorbed, mediocre entertainer, married to a reality television star. Who gives a flying fuck about awards shows, or Kanye for that matter? You know what else happened around the same time Kanye was rude at the awards show? The President of the United States asked congress to consider war measures against ISIS. That's fairly newsworthy, yet very few people in my Facebook news feed mentioned it.
Roughly 37% of eligible American voters, voted in our last general election. I'd be willing to bet that at least half of all Americans are aware that there is a dress that looks different in dim lighting. The fucking dress is more talked about on Facebook than that last election.
In other news, Leonard Nimoy died today. I have never watched a single episode, or movie rendition of Star Trek. I likely never will. I am aware that Nimoy played 'Spock' on Star Trek. I can even do the weird thing with my fingers that 'Trekkies' do, although I don't know why they do it. I recently watched George Takei's documentary on Netflix. It featured interview clips with Nimoy. I learned a few years ago that Nimoy was a poet. I read some of his poetry on the internet. I didn't care for it much, a collection of rhyming poems. Nimoy seemed like an interesting guy from all of the different things I've read about him over the years. 'Trekkies' are highly devoted individuals though and I'm sure you're all distraught about Nimoy's death. Nimoy has taken Facebook by storm today.
I guess this is turning into a column about Facebook. What in the hell would we do without Facebook? I'd be lost. It is predominantly the only tool that I use to stay in contact with people that I know. I have a lot of intelligent people on my friend's list. In between the incessant memes, cat videos and posts about Kanye and dresses, there are often a lot of interesting news and tidbits shared by Facebook users. I can often get lost, chasing through news articles and links when I scroll through the news feed.
Hopefully the fucking dress, that changes colors, will quickly fade from our collective fascination. As soon as the dress story fades, there will be another viral story about something just as inane. Meanwhile, wars will be waged, new ones will be declared and I will have gone yet another day without consuming bacon. I'm sure no one much gives a goddamn flying fuck though.
1 Comments:
Great writing. Anger -- like any strong emotion -- can be a wellspring of good writing. Tap into it and use it.
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