Every once in awhile, I come across a really, really good article — the kind that gets me so worked up that I actually have to pause in-between paragraphs to gather myself. The kind where I’m smiling and nodding in agreement with the author and only afterwards hope that no stranger has witnessed my goof grin.
All My Exes Live in Texts: Why the Social Media Generation Never Really Breaks Up, by Maureen O’Connor is one of those articles. (I’ve read it 3x now) It is absolutely fabulous and oh, so true!
A little taste for you,
“There was also a time, I am told, when staying in touch was difficult. Exes were characters from a foreclosed past, symbols from former and forgone lives. Now they are part of the permanent present. I was a college freshman when Facebook launched. All my exes live online, and so do their exes, and so do their exes, too. I carry the population of a metaphorical Texas in a cell phone on my person at all times….It’s a dozen soap operas playing at the same time on a dozen different screens, and you are the star of them all. It’s both as thrilling and as sickening as it sounds.”
Read the rest of the article here.
Enjoy.
S.
