Sunday, 26 February 2012

What to think, like and be interested in

So I wonder if the next three months of my life are going to be another, filled with forced interests (http://afflicksblog.blogspot.com.au/2011/08/unofficial-blog.html). Being told what I have to have and interest in, and what I should think about those interests. The rise of social networking and citizen journalism sees research, study and fact turned to opinion. I wonder how long it will be before research assignments have a requirement of at least 10 sources from "commented blog posts", rather than scholarly peer reviewed articles. Who knows, maybe one day commenting on a blog post will class it as peer reviewed.

Comment from Prof. Davies: "omg I totally agree with that, and I like how you pointed out both sides of ur argument :)"

Why Do I Hate Facebook?



I don't know why I hate Facebook, I just do. People want to put intimate details of their lives on display, under the guise of "quotes they found online". It's a deeply personal yet distant portrait of someone's life. Maybe what bugs me is that we're all expected to be on. We have to collaborate on Facebook because it's "easier". Company's use Facebook for advertising and promotion because it's "easier" than utilising an actual PR and Media department.


I think the question that annoys me most is, "are you on Facebook?". My phone is next to me, all the time. Use that. People contact you on Facebook, and if you don't check to see if someone contacted you, it's your fault. "I posted on your wall, you should have checked". Unless of course you put your notifications on, then you get an email. You get an email every time someone mentions you. Every mundane, lacklustre, obscure topic that someone thinks you're interested in, is emailed to you, leaving you to filter through the crap in your inbox.


The privacy issues are of no concern to me. If you post intimate details of your life on the Internet, you deserve what happens to you. It's the Internet. Facebook isn't this separate entity, bound by it's own laws of privacy or security. It's. The. Internet. I've heard people use that phrase before "don't post anything on Facebook you wouldn't want on a billboard". To some people, that warning has no significance. I would happily post any of my opinions on billboard, next to my face, middle finger raised.