Showing posts with label Better than a plastic bag against the wall. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Better than a plastic bag against the wall. Show all posts

Friday, January 28, 2011

Dual Personality to Diabolic Possession

Facebook Will Make You Feel Like A Loser

You know when you go on Facebook and all your friends are going to a million parties every second with people who are more awesome than you? Scientists say that's an illusion — but it can still make you sad.

Specifically, Stanford researchers found that undergraduates underestimated how often their friends got lonely or had fights, and overestimated how much they partied and had fun. The researchers also found that underestimating the crappiness of other people's lives was linked to feeling crappy oneself — although its unclear whether students were sad because they thought their friends had better lives than they did, or the other way around. Slate's Libby Copeland applies these results to social networking: "[lead study author Alex] Jordan's research doesn't look at Facebook explicitly, but if his conclusions are correct, it follows that the site would have a special power to make us sadder and lonelier. By showcasing the most witty, joyful, bullet-pointed versions of people's lives, and inviting constant comparisons in which we tend to see ourselves as the losers, Facebook appears to exploit an Achilles' heel of human nature."

Copeland's piece includes some of the kind of talk about Facebook that just makes me feel old — teenagers creating "a character" in their profiles and experiencing "presentation anxiety" about how said character comes across. This kind of Facebook use frankly feels like science fiction to me, and I sometimes wonder if teens exaggerate their investment in social media just to mess with impressionable adults (kind of the way I suspect this Amazon tribe of messing with anthropologists). However, it's certainly accurate that the nature of Facebook encourages the documentation of fun over the recording of malaise, boredom, or misery.
The real disconnect, though, is between the fun depicted in Facebook photos and (some) status updates and the crushing e-nnui we often experience when looking at a lot of said photos and updates. Our posts on Facebook may depict the high points of our lives, but we're most likely to troll through others' posts during our low points — when we're avoiding a looming deadline, killing a dull evening at home, or stalking an ex after a recent breakup. It's not just that Facebook presents other people at maximum awesomeness (though it often does) — it's that we're most likely to view their lives from a vantage point that's decidedly un-awesome, and it's no wonder that a virtual parade of others' fun makes us feel even worse. I'm not one of those Luddites who thinks Facebook rots your brain or whatever, but I do think that when you're feeling down you should turn off your computer and pick up a book. Because there's nothing like literature for reminding you that other people are secretly miserable.

 - The Anti-Social Network [Slate]

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

Enough to make Baby Jesus cry

On February 4th 1912 Franz Reichelt attempted to test his latest invention — a parachute jacket — at the Eiffel Tower. He donned his apparatus and tentatively stepped to the edge of the viewing deck.

He had multiple primitive video cameras pointed at him to capture this amazing feat. The video shows Reichelt standing on the edge and staring down for a long, long moment. Obviously, he was nervous about what he was about to do, but knew that there was no turning back once he had gone that far. Anyways, what a wonderful publicity stunt it would be!

When he leapt off the edge, he plummeted straight to the ground. The jacket was supposed to open up and allow him to float gently to the ground, but it failed to perform as he intended.

His parachute jacket turned out to be a failure of an invention. But Reichelt inadvertently invented something else that day: taking videos of yourself doing something wildly idiotic and hurting yourself in the process. It's something that took a long time to really catch on, but it's safe to say that Franz was truly ahead of his time in this regard.



- Gizmodo

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Autumn Skies

Now is the time to be a spectator of autumn. We have been experiencing some crisp days. This is our opportunity to take a long relaxing drive, park and enjoy the blue skies above. There is so much beauty to behold. Look up. And make a wish. Look up. And be thankful.






The pictures in this post were taken during a late afternoon long drive in one of those directions you take for no apparent reason other than that you have never taken it before. For some reason, the trees are all coniferous-y.

Friday, December 15, 2006

What is the intention of this post? Need some sympathy? trying to impress someone?

That was a comment for a previous post.. And good point mate. Wasn't intended that way. Am but a stranger in an even stranger land who is forced to keep himself occupied any way he can. Do indulge me.

Its a scary thing to have time on your hands.. and your thoughts alone are truly a terrible place to be in. You dream back about improbable ways, of different days, of eyes when i was still, of pain and eloquent grafitti, of visions too removed to mention, of all that i've disappointed, of all the souls i took into the night, of doubts, of lifetimes imagined, of damages done, of thoughts that cant stop wandering, of being preoocupied as my world stumbles and falls. Someone save temptation.

The way of life is a funny thing... Teaches you that the things you want the most never seem to be the one that happen. The best of plans laid amount to naught.

But again, its late into a lonely boring night and i have but little sticks of cancer and melancholic playlists to keep me company.. Then again daylight will hopefully bring better tidings and things to do.