SOCIAL COMMENTARY & RECOVERY
There is No Medium Here
Why I‘ve abandoned Fakebook and given Medium my full attention

True story. I finally did it.
It began with Instagram. I’m too old to be an InstaQueen and a photographer once felt me up so I don’t like photos. I bailed from Instagram around a year ago.
I joined LinkedIn when it first hit the net. New to web development, I was constantly scouring for ways of marketing and picking up clients. I know how this sounds but I left it in anyway because I did actually pick a future boss lady up one night in a bar. A skinny acid blonde who ended up hiring me to be her client services manager instead of coming home with me.
Turns out I dodged a bullet.
I joined LinkedIn way before any of my friends had because tech addict. I guess that’s why I never found it interesting. I loathe consumerism and it seemed to be a case (as they’ve all turned out to be) of a bunch of people madly posting stuff to get attention, to make more money and nobody really being heard. Doesn’t sound much like connection. LinkedIn was deleted around two months ago after never being used, hardly, at all.
Deleting my personal, and two business accounts, on Twitter was fucking liberating.
I was on a roll by then.
I never Tweeted much except to get free clues on a Word Puzzle app in exchange for sharing my budding gaming addiction. I did turn to Twitter when there were a bundle of fires in my area for the latest updates. While the live feed from people on the ground was shared in real-time, I understood in full how powerful the platform is. More honest than the news because it’s us masses sharing updates. Like, or whatever you do on Twitter. Power to the People. But I’m wordy, I over-explain and I could never say anything meaningful in 108 characters.
I left “The Facebook” until last. I call it “The Facebook” because that’s what it was originally called by Mr Z.
A personal joke about how stupid we humans can be when we allow our impulses to control us instead of our rational minds.
And how susceptible we are to clever marketing.
“Facebook” naturally has more punch.
Find a less wordy, sweary version of this post here:
I now call it “Fakebook”.
I don’t do this because I’m an arrogant dick. I try to be an aware, nonjudgmental human being.
I could go off into spiritual discussions on Conversations with God, barely educated discourses on Quantum Physics, The Dream the Buddhists laugh about or talk of the philosophy of trees falling in woods. Conversations on why I think real connection is a vital (if not the only) relevant part of the experience of being “alive”.
Social media was meant to facilitate this. I mean, even the name suggests it might.
But does it, really?
Facebook I know some about. I remember signing up when it was only liddle and it was fucking fun. Simple updates by actual real-life friends on their daily missions. That was all it was. With a live chat included.
Unexpectedly finding people again that got lost en route as we grew into responsible (or still irresponsible) adults. Myself a newly single mom housebound at night with a very young child. It was my only form of socialising. It was my saviour for many months after my daughter fell asleep in an otherwise empty nest.
Along with copious amounts of cheap, red wine.
Then Facebook grew. And it grew.
So began the inevitable marketing to the valuable attention of its users. Following this… the ever-growing “friends” lists as connections, of connections, of connections were “connected.”
These are not your “friends.” Do you remember who your real friends are? Clever, Mr Z.
Very clever.
As the audience grew and the money began to talk, Facebook made friends with Google.
By the way… fuck you, Google.
Once-upon-a-time I wanted to work for you. Some kids in a garage taking over the internet. Admirable and cool. Now I can’t even find a bus route without my so-called assistant begging me to record and send my voice into the cloud somewhere.
So Google takes over the internet. Facebook takes over Instagram. SnapChat. WhatsApp. Google and Facebook make friends because Big Stacks always.
And where does this leave us and our ”friends?”
It’s like this. And you know it is. This story is not a conspiracy theory. I wish it was.
“Conspiracy theorist.”
Now applied without discretion to anyone sharing information that’s not common knowledge or popular opinion.
I’ve been bitching about social media for almost three years now and have had people rolling their eyes at me. These are not my paranoia-driven fantasies. These are not even my ideas or hypotheses.
In fact, my ex-partner was the one who first alerted me to the pitfalls and dangers of social media. He found studies on the effects it’s having on younger humans with a suddenly radical increase in anxiety, depression and suicide attempts among teens.
Now directly linked to the use of these platforms.
I also ignored him at first.
I was still addicted to The Facebook and the information didn’t fully register. This is how denial works. It didn’t seem that big of a deal at the time (i.e. I didn’t want to stop using Facebook).
He only mentioned it in passing and in relation to a program I was developing aimed at prevention, support, and education for teens for mental health and addiction. I heard it, chose not to ask more (see denial above) and moved on with my daily activities.
Something you may also be wanting to do right now.
During some research for a different area of the program, a bit later, I found a video. It was then the penny dropped in full and my outrage began to grow at the entirely intentional intentions of these platforms.
*There is a lot of information here, so take your time. I do suggest you hear what the actual experts have been trying to share because it sucks being grumpy, anxious, and depressed. And you can stay online and still be cheerful. In fact, it is simpler than you may think.
Knowing your enemy is a damned fine start — to taking back your power.
1) Social Media is Designed to be Addictive
The web developers coding for social media platforms use the same algorithms used in gambling casino slot machines to give a user’s brain hits of the neurochemical Dopamine to get them hooked.
Social media platforms save up notifications and release them in one go. Users get the “high” of a well-timed “jackpot”. The developers are intentionally targeting the neurochemicals and regions of the brain are a part of the addictive cycle (for drugs, alcohol and behavioural addictions like gambling).
The intention is to addict us and to keep us using their platforms as much as possible. More attention sells more advertising space, you see.
And they are fucking laughing at us.
I’ve personally seen an interview of a Facebook developer laughing openly while he shares this.
2) Social Media Encourages Dishonesty
We don’t know the consequences of the onslaught of the internet, smart devices and communicating via texting instead of real-life physical conversation. Yet.
There’s this thing called meta-communication.
This type of communication only happens between human beings are in the same physical space. Where facial expression, vocal tone, eye contact and body language are part of the communication.
Now we text someone if they are in the same room. We lie easily about how we are feeling (*smiley emoji). We can be whoever we want to be online. Our exchanges are brief and summarised. Too brief to get a real sense of, or enough information to understand, a whole complex entirely different human being.
Misinterpretation is easy. Lying is even easier.
Connection can be feigned, completely imagined, or both.
A form of communicating that is ripe for misunderstanding…
is now our preferred way to “talk.”
*worried face emoji or *rolling eye emoji, depending on who’s reading this, what will resonate with you most and keep you reading longer.
Honest, vulnerable, authentic connection is also how we feel validated and “seen.” Real connection is vital for good mental health. Honest sharing encourages much-needed support and validation in stressful times. * sighing emoji even if there isn’t one
Might it be the bizarre and impersonal modern comms that’re causing the increase in anxiety, depression and suicides in the younger humans?

