The Social Junkwork

January 18, 2012

“I have seven hundred plus followers on Twitter. I am unfortunately lacking on Facebook, where I only have a measly 170 friends.” As I write this I don’t know whether to laugh or to be sick from my joke of a quote. This growing epidemic of approval in oneself has gone too far, and I have come to pull the plug on the Social Network! No, not the film; The Academy Awards pulled the plug on it last year at the Oscars when they awarded ‘The Kings Speech’ Best Picture. I am speaking directly to the people out there who embrace the thought process and lifestyle of my faux quote at the start of this post. Friends are a wonderful gift in life we are able to enjoy. A friend, at least a true one, is there for you at all times in your journey through life, the good and of course the bad. Before I move forward, if your friend isn’t a true friend then what would he/she be considered? A fake friend? An imaginary friend? I understand that not all “facebook friends” need to represent meaningful and lasting relationships, but unless you’re two years old and in diapers, you may want to ask yourself why you have a “fake” friend involved in your life. Back to the discussion at hand, I am not here to judge any of you, but if you have seven hundred friends on Facebook, and brag as if it’s a trophy that you have received, where in life will that get you? It sure won’t land you a job at a law firm, a bachelors degree in literature, or even a cash register spot at McDonalds. “Would you like friends with that, I mean fries with that!” It will not get you a meaningful relationship with anyone in this world, nor will it truly fulfill any of your desires you crave. I understand that we, as all humans do; want to feel accepted, want to feel loved, and want to feel special. But I reckon that our society can do better than a statistic of how many YouTube views they had, or how many people tweeted them. These are silly things to spend time worrying/thinking about. Stats do not equal long term happiness in your life. If you have an argument against this statement, you probably have one of those “fake” friends I was speaking about earlier. I don’t wish for this to come across as a bash against social networking, which in all honesty would be ludicrous seeing as I have written and posted this blog on a social network. There are many great tools a social network provides! Connecting with your family/friends long distance, business opportunities, meaningful and well written blogging (as you are reading right now), the pure fun of being able to brag about my skill in writing, all of these are in my opinion great ways to take advantage of the world of social networking. Asking ‘donfatman’ for a thumbs up on your YouTube comment, irritating folks on twitter for a ‘follow back’, and ‘Like my status’ post however; do not fall in the above category. I hope you enjoyed my own view and opinion on the exciting, yet at many times immature world of social networking. And for those of you who did not; I wish you a good day, and multiple ‘likes’ on your innovative mirror pose picture on your facebook page!



Junk Writer

January 12, 2012

Since the age of 15 I’ve been fascinated with writing. To be more specific writing in Hollywood. I’ve always found the stories in Hollywood motion pictures to be more “real” than anything in “real” life. Maybe that’s a unreal way of thinking, and maybe I am just fine with that. Since I was a child I have found solace in the idea that no matter who I have or do not have to be there for me in life’s hard times, I always have two: myself, and the movies. Watching Kill Bill for the first time when I was 16 years old, while a good majority of the audience watched the film for the bloodshed and violence (which is a ton of fun), the thing I remember being absolutely captivated by, was the dialogue. It was unique, pure fantasy, definitely not “real”. Yet, to me it seemed more real than most conversations I had; had in my life. It was poetic in a sense, and it took over my thought process for a long while. It caused a tornadoe of thoughts and ideas in my brain that I needed to write down on a piece of paper! I did just that, and while I ended up with nothing but a few ideas that went nowhere, songs/poems that are embarrassingly awful to read four years later, and short stories that are entirely too short to amount to anything much, it was a time in my life I would never change. I learned that my passion for film and writing could not be contained, that my thoughts needed to be vomited on paper, if nothing else but to please myself and my own creativity. I am sure to have more blogs on the subject of Hollywood films, both the positive and negative sides presented, but I felt it was not only important, but a full circle experience to share with you how my love for writing began, for without it I would not be majoring in creative writing this next semester at college, and you would not be reading this blog right now. If that isn’t real, than I have no clue what “real” is.