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Despite being asked to join, I’ve never been on Facebook. Just as well, maybe, as now “they say” teenagers believe Facebook is for old people. I believe “they.” Besides, a teen in her final year of high school has, in passing, documented this fact in a prose article for the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation. Madison O’Dell’s very active digital life does not include Zuckerberg’s monster.
Here’s the link for Here’s how I used to edit my selfies to look pretty—and why I won’t do it any more.
I like how in her first person piece O’Dell has an awareness that the “older generation” is from a different culture—who may not believe her. This while members of “the establishment,” my peers, travel overseas, or travel to their local library, for the purpose of learning about other cultures, even though there is a culture right under their noses.
As for me, to use the youth jargon of my birth decade, I don’t try to be “hep,” or, from a decade later, “hip.” It’s OK by me if I don’t know this local culture.
…Now, if I could just find an eight year old to program my VCR.
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Sean Crawford
Five days social media free,
But not quite free of my blog,
In cyberspace,
June 30, 2022
Footnote: I don’t get hung up on sacred culture. “It’s OK by me if I don’t know” Indigenous culture, and it’s OK with my Indigenous professor, who added, to justify my innocence, that he doesn’t know Vietnamese culture. On the other hand, he took me to a sweat lodge ceremony, so now I know a little more.
Blog note: I “kinda,” “sorta” wasn’t going to post until the 15th. But I just couldn’t resist the dopamine rush of a quick type and post.
