UUUUGH I made the mistake of clicking on zen pencils to see what the most recent one was because I hate joy apparently. It’s this shit. And now I need to break it down.
This isn’t just a ‘fuck zen Pencils for taking a quote out of context and making a twee comment’, this is a ‘fuck this quote and Fuck Zen Pencils for perpetuating it and giving it voice because it is in and of itself fucking bullshit.’
This is a ‘OMG PEOPLE TALK ABOUT INANE THINGS ON SOCIAL MEDIA! PEOPLE NEED AND WANT SO MUCH VALIDATION THEE DAYS. PEOPLE ARE SUCH BABIES!’ quote.
Let me explain you a thing, Marc Maron.
If your twitter feed or facebook is full of bullshit you don’t care about, that’s your own fault because that’s who you’ve chosen to follow.
Shitting on social media is, ultimately, shitting on people talking to other people. Because that’s what social media is, from its highest to its lowest forms. It’s people talking. It’s people listening. It’s people responding to what other people are saying. It is nothing more and nothing less than human interaction.
And human interaction never really changes. The same society that produced the works of Cicero, Vergil, and Ovid produced roughly a million times more inane, sometimes amusing graffiti.
Social media is life.
Fuck smug assertions of knowing what I or anyone else does with social media and what its weight or importance is in the real world. A twitter post fed to my LJ friendspage was how I learned about the 2011 Tōhoku earthquake and tsunami, many hours before it hit any ‘traditional media’ that I’d have had access to. AIM is the medium I used to talk someone out of suicide. Tumblr is how I connect with various people, articles, arguments, and ideas in the social justice community. Gaia online is where I learned to debate. The internet teaches me valid and valuable life skills. It is where I live. The people who are on it with me are the people in my life.
Friends are not meaningless. Their lives are not meaningless. What is going on in the world around them and their desire to share it with me and others is not meaningless.
And wanting attention and validation is not pathological. This comic dangerously equates human interaction and attention-seeking behavoir with substance abuse.
Attention and validation are basic human needs; the comic itself seems to reflect this in the child having a meltdown from being denied attention, but it falsely equates that with ‘childishness’ rather than ‘humanity’ and implies… what? That we should be able to do without validation? That we should NOT seek to connect with other humans? That the child is in the wrong just like the guy is in the wrong?
Because that is some fucked up, deeply troubling shit, Zen Pencils. And it’s hypocritical as fuck from someone who makes twee comics about pithy quotes and posts them on the internet, basking in the thousands of likes and reblogs, as if these comics are more valid than tweets and status updates.
So yeah, people tweet and status update about what they’re eating for lunch and what the weather is like. Do you complain when people TALK about those things in person, or just accept it as the greater part of human communication?
Why are you focusing on the boring background chatter of day-to-day existence that’s only momentarily important and only important to the people who care about one another’s lives, ignoring the fact that people also tweet when they witness cops committing murder or take part in national revolutions?
Why are you focusing on how bad and sad and childish it is for humans to reach out and be human at one another?