Human beings want to be heard. They want to be listened to.
I think that was the key principle behind social media.
But people need to be reflective as well.
They need to step back and evaluate themselves about what they’re doing and question if it’s okay and has something of value.
I’ve been an internet user for over a decade now. My first internet experience was downloading a bunch of games using wap on a friend’s mobile phone.
I was a teenager then, and if I had the access to the variety of technology kids are exposed to today, I’d have left a mark in the internet hall of shame.
Kids are stupid. That’s the reality.
No matter how well behaved your kid is, if you leave them unsupervised and unchecked for long, they will do some nasty damage.
I’ve watched a lot of kids become internet celebrities in a span of a few weeks.
The internet is like the ocean. There are beautiful little fish, and there are sharks.
How healthy is fame and celebrity status?
Not at all, in my experience.
When people put you on that pedestal and shower you with praise, admiration and complements, you will easily slip unnoticeably onto the wrong track.
The internet does not forgive.
Everything you post online will remain online forever. Especially if you do something stupid. There will be screenshots, your identity will be exposed, and your embarrassing content will be there for anyone who cares to look.
Social media has connected a lot of people together. But invariably, it has also disconnected them from real physical meetings and conversations.
This can lead to insensitivity and irresponsibility.
I’ve experienced this problem in my life.
Apart from my high school friends, I’ve never had a close bond or relationship with anyone else. As a child I’d never connected well with anyone else. It helped me to be stable and independent on my own. But I was unable to relate with other people’s feelings. I didn’t care. What other people thought didn’t matter to me. This can be a virtue and a vice. Ultimately, I hurt a lot of people’s feelings in the moment. I was cold. Insensitive. It didn’t occur to me that my words or actions could possibly hurt someone’s feelings, or that it was a bad thing. I was very blunt. I didn’t see the need to soften my language. In my mind, people had to man up and face the cold hard truth because the world is a tough place.
It is, no doubt about that.
But I hurt some friends who thought they were close to me, but got a savage reply.
And I regret some of my words and actions. I could’ve been gentle, and it would’ve made things a lot easier on them.
On that issue, I could share a relateable story.
When I was in school, there was a girl who fell in love with me.
7th grade. I was an immature kid. In a new city, new school. And she smiled at me and gave me her textbooks to use.
I had no idea of the concept of love at the time. And she was smitten all over me.
She was beautiful, smart, intelligent and popular. A lot of guys admired her.
During breaks, she’d come and sit next to me with some other girls and just gaze, until I became uncomfortable.
And, she became territorial. Letting it be known all over that I was her husband and no girl was to hang around me.
She tried to kiss me a few times and I pushed her away.
Every morning she’d run across the corridors to greet me and hug me.
The rest of the class didn’t take this well.
There were rumors and dirty jokes. I was embarrassed.
One day, we were in the lab and she pulled her chair up next to mine and told the other kids near me to move away. And she grabbed my hand and tried to hold it. And everyone was giving us the look.
I told her to back off very loudly. And if she ever touched me or came close to me again, I’d report her to the principal.
That was that. She was embarrassed and ashamed. I felt weird and angry. From then on, even though she always sat near me, she kept her distance.
She did flirt with other boys after that, albeit to make me jealous. But I was too young to understand. Her attempts failed.
We were still kind of friends. Delicate situation.
In retrospect, I realized she was harmless. Just a teenage girl who’d crushed so hard on me. And I had broken her heart.
She’s married now. Has a kid too.
I never gave the incident a thought until a decade later.
So it can take an awful lot of time to understand some things.
If you look at the comment section on YouTube, Imgur, Facebook, 4Chan or any other social network or imageboards, you’ll realize just how much people don’t care.
A lot of these sites provide an atmosphere of anonymity. With that, comes irresponsibility.
The language on these sites, isn’t for the faint hearted.
People say some of the meanest things in the world. Because they don’t care about any repercussions or the effect it could have on others whatsoever.
Although I’ve never posted on most of these sites, I have scrolled through frankly, some of the most hilarious, but disturbing comments. It’s not for the weak minded. Definitely not for the depressed or suicidal people.
I see some of these kids swearing and making fools of themselves on YouTube, Instagram, Snapchat; I wonder what they’ll think of it if they happen to mature into responsible adults.
Honestly though, it’s difficult to become a good person if you’ve been a wreck your entire childhood.
That stuff directly reflects into what kind of person you turn out to be as an adult.
With the current US President using childish language in his tweets and speech, you can imagine what kind of language one of these kids will use when they become President.
A lot of these platforms are to blame for allowing these children to log in and act the fool.
And their parents give them too much freedom and privilege that’s not good for them.
I’m disgusted by some of these teens wearing skimpy little clothes acting like models on social media. A 14 year old doesn’t need to flaunt her cleavage and butt on periscope, instagram, facebook, snapchat etc.
If one of these girls was my kid, I’d cut her internet access for one year. Yes ma’am.
As much as I know about freedom and privacy, I know about surveillance and tracking. I’ve walked on both banks of the river and I’m not afraid to make some tough decisions for my kid if they’re too dumb to understand what’s good for them. If need be, she’ll be dressing up in a hijab and burqa as well!
That’s what no teenager would want to hear. So tell your 14 year old that and she’ll dress up decently the next morning!
The internet has erased all boundaries regarding content for kids and adults. A 13 year old can access a porn site the same way a 21 year old can.
As a parent, you don’t want your daughter’s nude snapchat videos on some porn site.
She thought it was a 14 year old Miguel but it’s really a 50 year old man who grabbed some random pictures from Facebook and impersonated some kid.
There are no limits to the creativity of the criminal mind.
I was disgusted when I found that some of the celebrities I admired did nasty stuff and it was all over the news and internet. But they’re adults and I think they’re old enough to make their choices.
But these kids need guidance.
When I was a kid, I put everyone I admired on god platform. They could do nothing wrong. They were absolute perfection.
That wasn’t the case.
When I recently realized that some kids looked up to me, the first thing that came to my mind was Nope!
There are better individuals who are more advanced in life than me, with greater knowledge, skills, talent and wisdom. I’d rather they became role models for these boys.
Being role models comes as a responsibility.
Celebrities should know that.
You want to show these kids how be good people. Not dress up in thongs and twerk mindlessly to a song about hoes.
Dressing decently is one of the first steps to becoming a good person.
If I walked down the street swinging my exposed genitalia at everyone, nobody would call me a good person.
What’s this #freethenipple celebrity endorsement?
Women’s breasts are sexual and regarded as private parts. Stop exposing them to the public.
Some feminists claim men walk shirtless with no problem so women should be able to do the same. Because breasts aren’t sexual.
Where’s the logic in that? Ask any man what he likes in women and tits will be one of the answers. Ask 14 year old Miguel what his favorite part of a woman is and he’ll say the breasts. Not the genitalia!
So many girls and women wear skimpy clothes on social media to get clicks. But after a while those get boring too. And if you want to remain popular, you will have to skip a few more clothes.
That’s a proven fact. Check on the regular Facebook, Twitter and Instagram pages of these people. And then check the private content on Snapchat and Patreon!
Any female on social media who uses their sexual appeal for celebrity status will have to lower their standards and sink at some point.
The smart thing to do is enhance their creativity. Use your talent instead of your tits. That’s the only way to maintain a loyal fanbase. Otherwise once your fanbase has seen everything, they will get bored and move on.
20 years from now, you don’t want that content resurfacing when you’ve finally settled down with a family.
You don’t want your kids to become the laughingstock at their school because mommy was a hoe.
Using the shock factor to get famous doesn’t work anymore.
At least not for the people who read the news and have stumbled onto some gore site.
As you grow older, you realize that you want some private space. You don’t want to be stalked by the media. You don’t want a frontpage article about your divorce.
Fame is a double edged sword.
The red carpet is everyone’s dream. But we’re all humans. Humans make mistakes. And some, make terrible mistakes.
The more famous you are, the more scrutiny your life will be under. It’s a constant pressure to keep up a good character.
That’s what a lot of celeb’s lives turn into. They’re playing another role for the media. Like mindless robots. They stop thinking. They’re so focused on what they’re doing, they fail to realize when they’ve messed up badly. Their egos have been fed to the brim and they thought they could do no wrong.
And then someone points out their mistake.
There’s an outcry.
They realize they’ve screwed up.
But the price was too high for such a small mistake.
It was no big deal!
Yeah. Right. For the average joe, it is no big deal. A common man can even get away with crimes if they did it right.
But you were a celebrity.
You don’t get to share the privilege of “But it was just a small mistake!”
You can make excuses.
You can explain yourself.
But the internet doesn’t forget.
And the media will milk all the juices out of your life for the money.
And the others who you thought were no better than you will point fingers at you and mock you.
Still want to be famous?
Personally I enjoy my privacy.
And I’m too old and wise to be lured by the internet fame contest.
Unless you’re sharing something productive and good for the well being of others, your fame is useless.
If you’re famous for something that only benefits you, you’re no better than the rest of the selfish world, which is also focused on themselves.