Sex, Twitter or Facebook?

Something called Retrevo ("the ultimate electronics marketplace) has conducted a study which shows that one in 14 people (I think. My math is shaky, as you know) will interupt sex to check messages.

"What is it about social media that causes people to spend so much of their precious time trading information with friends, family and even giant corporations? Of course, we already know the answer; it’s fun and can be rewarding both socially and financially. The latest Retrevo Gadgetology study asked social media users questions such as when, where, and how much time they spend on sites and services like FaceBook and Twitter. We were not surprised to learn how many people appear to be, shall we say, obsessed with checking in with their social media circles throughout the day and even the night."

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah and then this:

"Just to round out the picture, the Gadgetology study asked consumers how they felt about being interrupted at various times and occasions for an electronic message. With everyone texting away on their phones these days, we weren't surprised to see over 40% of respondents saying they didn't mind being interrupted for a message. Infact, 32% said a meal was not off limits while 7% said they'd even check out a message during an intimate moment. "

Enough already with the social networking

As you know - or not - while I have a Facebook account I don't use it. Ever. After 10 hours of working in front of a computer, I'm not interested in conducting my social life on one. Also, nothing interesting ever happens to A) me, and, B) anyone I know. Furthermore, I really dislike people. So, I was discouraged to see that there's now a whole new, cutesy way of letting everyone know each time you've boiled an egg. Those cartoons and little flowers are so sweet. That's how it starts. The constant monitoring of your entire life. The government knowing all. The government using that information to, erm, I don't really know. But something sinister. Involving vaccinations and school prayer and flouride and black cars. Mark my words.