Therapeutic musings mixed with humorous ramblings and sometimes spiritual notations of life as I know it in written form. A diary of my heart inspired by life.
Friday, September 27, 2013
When Did Conversation Become a Competitive Sport?
While listening to the news the other night, there was a segment on civility in America. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time because I was busy multitasking by seeing how quickly I could use up five lives on Candy Crush. I've spent most of this week television free. I've watched little news and only a couple of shows. Mainly I've read and enjoyed the silence of just being. Having had a few days of silence, I've began to think back on the snippets of the news segment. I'm not sure, since I wasn't paying attention, but some of the issue ensued due to comments made on social media about the new Miss America who is of Indian decent. As soon as she was crowned, people took to social media to say both positive and negative things about her. Unfortunately, the negative comments made it more of a news story than it really was. Social media has changed the way we communicate with others. People are completely at ease with saying any disparaging thing they please from their twitter account. Civility doesn't seem to be a consideration as they tweet their opinions. Not only has social media changed the way we converse, I think the "newsbate" forum of cable news has also changed our communication style. . . And not for the better. I've had to turn the television off from pure irritation of pundits talking over each other. When 4 or 5 people are debating their point of views, at the same time, each talking a little louder than the other, it's hard to glean anything from the information they are trying to expand upon. This type of conversing has leached into our everyday conversation. Sometime I feel like conversation is now a competitive sport, and sister you better be on your game or you won't get a word in edgewise. I'm not a competitive person, but sometimes I do have an opinion (Right! imagine that), and astonishingly I'd like to be able to express my opinion without being talked over, under and around. I've come to the realization that I'll need to be a gold medal conversational Olympian in order to have a conversation in the latest trending style. Or. . . or, I can just have a conversation with me, myself and I, on my blog where I'm always right. Yes, that is the answer to the question I have posed to myself. Blogging is less exhausting than attempting to get a word in edgewise and I can have the exclusive opinion that I am always right, just like Nancy Grace does. Ohhh, that's just ugly on so many levels I can't count them right now. I'm kind of feeling like I want to talk over myself, which I'm totally allowed to do. . . On my blog.