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Originally Posted by Cotton Hill
Is there anything more tiresome and pointless than the constant and never ending cycle of internet faux outrage? Every day it's a new person who feels like some minor incident that happened to them is the GREATEST OUTRAGE in the history of the world and the sanctimonious and clueless internet lynch mob, without any clue as to what actually happened or any context at all, loses it's ****. And in a few days nobody will remember this **** at all and will have moved on to the next OUTRAGE!!! Someone will have worn a tacky shirt, or told a bad joke, or said something mean, and the cycle will repeat.
Outrage makes for good clickbait, which is what helps is spread so much.
Twitter and Facebook gives every petty, narcissistic malcontent an avenue to be drama queens.
Everyone is a special snowflake and every slight or annoyance encountered is the greatest human tragedy ever. "Someone was rude to me in a restaurant!" Heavens, hopefully you went straight to grief counseling. First world problems at their finest. Pretty sure the hundreds of millions of people on the planet who struggle to get enough food don't' give a **** that your restaurant experience was not as pleasurable as you would have hoped.
Yeaaah... but if we substract first world problems from OOT, 80% of the threads would disappear. "Complaining on a high comfort-level" is what it's all about for most of us, nowadays. We love to distract ourselves from thinking about the fact that one day we all gonna die (or rent, if you are an anal nit), and as long as that
dieing still seems to be somehwat far away, we bitch about nonsense, and keep the TV running at low volume when we go to bed. But when it gets closer, we become a bit more mahatma'ish, and just enjoy the good things.
TV just said that in about 40 years, we can scan our Neurotransmitters etc 100% exactly, and then copy our identity onto a computer. For me, that actually sounds scary and calmative at the same time. To be able to reduce a character/identity/etc onto a machine. I wouldn't want that for myself - I'm quite altruistic - but it makes me feel like there will be a lot better drugs by then, so I just gotta make it to the age of 70, until I can choose to either live forever as machine, or get tailored drugs for my needs.
Last edited by TooRareToDie; 07-21-2015 at 07:19 PM.