Disclaimer: If you recognize yourself in this article and you are one of my Facebook contacts, well, I'm just talking about you. You do not need to be angry, to blame, or to scratch his armpits and burping. The truth hurts. Always. ♥
technology, like evolution, is a beautiful thing. And who says otherwise is either a sordid environmentalist with i-phone, or is the Pope
is we who are born in the '80s, we lived through the '90s with enough salt for brains to have appreciated the advent of 2000 and welcomed the arrival of the Internet as the second coming of the Messiah. Are we, I said, those who Like technology, and even a lot. We are not bland like our parents that when they discovered that the phone can do the pictures, trying to photograph the dog with the old home cordless. Not even we dumb like our older brothers were playing with the Commodore 64 in the middle of puberty, which confuse the Wi-Fi Hi-Fi and nor resemble those younger brothers, who already had the phone in the cradle and the ' Facebook account active since before the birth, but have never been able to knock down two lines without a keyboard or T9. We at least have forgotten how to write.
To us, that we called the MTV generation, there is no frigate never a chip only newspapers, books, the radio. Old stuff over.
us: that you fiddle with MS-DOS, and that the girls were playing the first real game console, we saw the coming of the first Windows and mobile phones, that in elementary school and the averages are made research in library and this one has learned to appreciate the holy Google, and you had a Tamagotchi instead of the hamster. In short, we have learned to evolve with the technology boom, always ready to learn new things. It is perhaps this that has ruined us.
's what happened to the MTV generation, the healthy generation of young people on TV when there was still something to watch, he stood in front of them 8 hours per day and 12 on weekends. Now it is simply passed on to Facebook.
The index of the regressive process immediately from the people that lies between 25 and 35 years, the index of loss of consciousness, political, ideological, rational, is directly proportional to the bullshit that is posted on the bulletin board of your contacts. Log in to Facebook and there is "talk": Ligabue, Vasco, De André, Nietzsche, Mussolini, God, Jesus, Zappa ... Like they have something to tell you that is not classified as a discounted sentence or a complete idiot. And then phrases and aphorisms which captures the meaning of escape, that others have written or oligophrenic designed for you, stuff you've never heard first, which note the obvious or that make you look like a hard "every time I get up I'm stronger than when I fell" or "I'M ON MANY PEOPLE CAZZOA but I NEVER HEARD THEIR VOICE" and further that an injection of self-esteem, an enema of shit.
virilissimi The same men who, when in love, writing in the monovision idolize their better half, so do come from myeloma diabetes to hypoglycaemia: "Tonight I finally have my Tatin, that I love ♥ ♥ ♥ tantissimissimo, and will spend the night of pampering and reservoirs since they are already past three hours since the last time we kissed. "No, but: and people? I gave to trusted friends may be dropped at my first inkling of a similar behavior in the future. And so little hearts.
For maidens but the style is bimbominkia: alls distributors of phrases to put in bulletin board, written in strange letters, smiley faces and, of course, hearts. Stuff like:
"True friends are those who earn a place in my heart ... and they can not remove them no ... "
" Ceятe volтe aввiαмo only вisogиo cнe qυαlcυиo us αввяαcci diceиdoci иoи ρяeoccυραятi us soиo I qυì αccαитo α тe .. ♥. "
There was talk of little hearts. The fashion that runs through the most popular social network in the world, as regards the female population, is to use onomatopoeia written to send hugs and kisses like "smack" or "muah" put hearts everywhere. "My aunt is dead ♥ ♥ ♥" "Have you heard of the earthquake in Haiti ♥ ♥" "♥ I beat the shit" was not enough those things invented in the 80s and proliferate like rabbits murder (or suicide) in the years 90, the smile? And then, women are called the social network between them Pucci, Cicci, Frizzi, Macci, Crippa idiots or other names worthy of nursery school children, topped by the usual ♥.
stuff to make you go through even a suppository.
You are all blocked by the predictions of fortune cookies. Thirty identity crisis with the faccialibro asking why they were born, there is a test to find out who you are, you do, where you are, you take it where you live, who you marry if you Ghei, take the test to know when you die, the test to find out if you are pregnant, if you are a virgin, to know that your boobs have the form even if you are male. For a psychologist authorize the eyelids were it not that as psychologists because the psychos are the leader of this multitude of idiots facebookiani.
Once these idiots were Horoscope prerogative, a way to leave your cares at the door thinking that your life is controlled by a remote terminal phases of the moon, constellations and ascendants. Yet today even the horoscope has become the prey of faccialibro, if it is swallowed in one gulp. Although this shows that these astrologers are charlatans without hesitation, hope, and prostate (Abse docet), also shows that the power of Facebook is increasing dramatically. A few more years and you can earn a degree by passing the examinations in the form of test on your profile.
I have always been critical of National Socialism, but I have to admit that Hitler knew a lot:
But ultimately, what is Facebook? Some people would say "no use", who would say "all" who "for devolving. It's like asking what do I need to have a car. Some people replied that serves to capture a girl, who take their children to school, to those who love us. I would answer to anything, since I sold mine, because I live in a city like Berlin. But it is precisely for this reason that Facebook serves me: I consider an essential tool for staying in touch with friends that I left leaving Italy, is like having a chat in the pub, but with the optimal times.
Luckily I have a friend who looks up and shouts out the chorus sets in an article in the Sole24Ore just to point out that youth unemployment in Italy is 30%. The same percentage of young people who spend the day writing bullshit on Facebook, for instance. Or, poking it well, you go in the satirical sound like you have never seen for the first Bulgarian Edict. But
are only timid attempts ... What can you expect from Italy in which the League will represent more than 10% of voters? Where the reactionaries moralists and are now no longer an opposition since before the 90s?
Every once in a while 'in the life of idiocy we also need is to make cuts given to these lines to prove it, but this is the natural evolution of society? To stand in front of a social network 16 hours a day to get the facts of the others? This is the stuff of sixty maids. Then, I say, thirty years it is time to think ahead, to a family with a steady job. I had a husband like that, I would vote for decriminalization dell'uxoricidio.
Finally, for those counters to my criticism claiming that up to a year ago (exactly 338 days, 6 hours, 21 minutes and 12 seconds) at the ripe age of 26, still playing a video game World of Warcraft nomato, I answer that I came out. Asshole and proud that I detoxed.
why now foo coca.
The crisis in Italy is so severe that even the priests steal into the church.
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