Yep. I quit.
I quit subscribing to satellite television almost three years ago.
I quit my Facebook account.
I quit Twitter.
I also quit drinking sugar in my ice tea, but that's not what I wanted to talk about today.
We first made the decision to quit TV because we were looking to trim expenses. Guess what? We don't miss it. No, I'm not up to date on the cute commercials, but I also don't have to suffer through the dumb ones. If there was a ball game on that was really important to us (which hasn't happened yet, but you never know), we could go a couple of miles down the road and have pizza and beer and watch the game. And they would clean up after us.
We don't miss television.
When some asswipe punk tried to scam my 80+ year old mother, with Facebook gems gathered from family posts, I decided that I didn't need to be a part of the problem. Then one day, about a year ago, I thought about reactivating my account in order to market my books, I had a moment. You know. A MOMENT?
The idea to reactivate was ping-ponging around in my head when I clicked on Facebook for work. And there, as the most recent three posts,were a photo of a badly deformed baby, a hoochie beach babe with her ta-tas almost all out and someone else using Facebook as platform from which to preach. Since none of these three things seemed like something I needed to be a part of, I took it as a hint and did not reactive my account.
I am weary of our present culture of overshare. Is overshare a word? It should be. I think it's distasteful to blast our private moments across the social networks for no other reason than to have a presence on social media. I also think it's pathetic to tweet every moment of your day. I don't care that Suzy Share just finished shopping at Target with her mother and I don't care what she bought. Do you? I don't care what anyone is having for dinner, either. Frankly, I don't particularly care how many fish you caught or how much time you spent watching videos of bikini babes face-plant on the beach in "fail" videos. I don't care that you like watching their bouncing bosoms. I really had that figured out, gentleman; there is no point announcing it.
So count me out. I quit. I don't need television and social media seems to be turning into a tidal wave of B.S. overshare nonsense, taking time away from what we should really be doing. Next time you see that someone's status changes from "Married" to "Single", don't "like" it, go visit them. Instead of posting more religious "inspirational" crap, demonstrate your Christian attitude by doing good in the world instead of talking about it. Next time you and your sweet love are home together with the chores done, don't turn on the television. Talk to each other.
Comment always welcome, as long as we all play nice!