Media is playing a huge role in our lives whether we like it or not. The news blaring in the morning while everyone gets ready to go about their day is very ordinary in most households these days. I’m not just talking about the television, no. I’m talking sources, huge sources, like newspapers, billboards, mobile phones, the internet. You’re exposed to so much, and you wonder when this change occurred.
Looking back the only news my grandparents probably got and most people cared about was whose daughter is getting married next or that so-and-so’s sister’s grandson’s seventh cat passed away. Just saying.
Right now we can say we’re at a peak. We’ve reached a point where everyone is questioning the verity of the news that reaches our ears. “If everyone’s talking about it then it must be true” stuff. Standing on precipice, what do we see? What is the future of information in general?
Wikipedia would be a prime example in this case. We’re told so often that everything on the internet isn’t true. Why not? If the internet, which is accessed by so many people, children and adults, is full of wrong data, in time everyone will be convinced that half of it is just a farce. Everyone has the right to seek the truth, don’t they?
The saying “Seeing is believing” has totally lost its meaning. The discovery of the many uses of Photoshop and the overuse of clickbait has made us ask the ‘wh’ questions more than ever. What happened to the actual content? If people making millions on YouTube by dissing other people isn’t a slight cause for worry then I don’t know what is.
Never mind the fact that its getting scarier by the day to upload a picture online or give your own opinion for that matter. Hate comments are something that public figures must deal with on a daily basis. There’s lesser platform for encouragement as the days pass. I completely agree that criticism is necessary for anyone who seeks to better herself or himself, but not by telling them to go kill themselves or that they don’t fit societal standards!
The final question would probably be. If we are on the cliff. Barely reaching the edge. Grappling at the pieces of our shattered existence not knowing what’s true and what isn’t. Then are we choosing to fall off kicking and screaming, or jump willingly?