So I haven’t had a blog post in three weeks. Peeps assumed my blogcation was tied to my two week personal vacation. Not true. I only write a blog post if I feel like I have something insightful and/or funny to say. Social media diarrhea has become an epidemic. Diarrhea is loosely (no pun intended) defined as excessive and frequent evacuation of shit. Honestly, that’s how I feel about a lot of the content that is squirted via blogs and twitter and other social media platforms. Too many people just spew content whether it’s meaningful or not. Whatever bug is causing the diarrhea is clearly contagious. It’s as if a new type of STD has emerged, only in this case it’s a Socially Transmitted Disease contracted via social media contacts. The social media version of sleeping around is best illustrated by the ridiculous number of “friends & followers” everyone has in the Web 2.0 world. Like the stud who bags a lot of women in the physical world and has an ego inflation like Speidi, many peeps with a high number of friends and followers feel a self-anointed influence. As such, they believe they must impart their perspective as often as possible to their kingdom via social media content. Eff that. Truthfully, I just don’t feel important enough to weigh in on every subject that becomes a hot topic in the social media landscape. I feel like if I don’t have something original to say then I am better off keeping my trap/blog/tweet shut. It’s not that I think my shit doesn’t stink. It’s just that I try to minimize it through limited content. Pass the Pepto.
What are your thought on social media diarrhea?
Note: I apologize for any nasty visuals this post may have caused.
On June 24, 2009, South Carolina Governor Mark Sanford held a press conference where he admitted that he had been unfaithful to his wife. The problem is that he hasn’t stopped talking about it since. Seriously, the dude has brought the term TMI (too much information) to a whole new level. When I see the clips from his interviews, I find myself squirming in the same way people squirm at the thought of their parents having sex. Yesterday, the Today Show ran a segment of a Sanford interview that was so awkward and uncomfortable that the only thing that I could think was “shut your trap dude!”
The guy had an affair. It’s unfortunate, but it happens. I don’t condone it because many people get hurt from affairs. However, Sanford isn’t the first politician to find himself in this situation. I think the right thing for a political figure to do when holding a press conference in this type of crisis pr situation is to confess, take responsibility, apologize to the people who have been hurt and stop talking. We should have known Sanford wasn’t going to stick to this playbook when it took him six minutes and four seconds to actually utter the words “I have been unfaithful to my wife.” From there and for the past seven days, the Sanford shitshow has gone on and on and on and on and on.
The following are a few of the over-sharing quotes that have come out of Sanford’s mouth in the past week:
- “I was frightened and I was scared, and I knew the consequences. This was a whole lot more than a simple affair. This was a love story. A forbidden one, a tragic one, but a love story at the end of the day.”
- “I will be able to die knowing that I had met my soul mate. But it was one of those things, I knew the cost.”
- “I don’t want to blow up my time in politics. I don’t want to blow up future earning power, I don’t want to blow up the kids’ lives. I don’t want to blow up 20 years that we’ve invested. But if I’m completely honest, there are still feelings in the way. If we keep pushing it this way, we get those to die off, but they’re still there and they’re still real.”
- “It’s about incredibly deep conflicts, between one’s heart and one’s value system, and an 8 1/2 year wrestling match on that front.”
- “I remember there was an older couple sitting to our right, and I remember them watching us, in the way that we interacted. They could see a spark, or, I don’t know what you’d call it, but there was something there.”
- “No, she knew I was coming. Didn’t believe I was coming, but I got down on one knee and said I am here in the hope that we can prove this whole thing to be a mirage.”
- “…well what’s different between left brain and right brain, is what it is. One was about these different concrete things I’ve been working on. And the other, the other is tied to (long pause) the pursuit of happiness. Whatever that is.”
- “Everyone of us is going to be at that death bed one day and we’re going to look back over the whole of our lives and we’re going to ask, you know, was or what we’re willing to risk certain things that may be viewed as a stupid trade-off by the rest of the world but that’s for each person to determine. And so if you end up 50 years here on earth and you know, alright, maybe I get another 30 and if you come into connection with a soul that touches yours in a way that no one’s ever has, even if it’s a place you can’t go, this notion of knowing that you know, for me, became very important.”
- “What I would say is that I’ve never had sex with another woman. Have I done stupid? I have. You know you meet someone. You dance with them. You go to a place where you probably shouldn’t have gone … If you’re a married guy at the end of the day you shouldn’t be dancing with somebody else. So anyway without wandering into that field we’ll just say that I let my guard down in all senses of the word without ever crossing the line that I crossed with this situation.”
Dude! Please spare us all the drippy details. Ick. Those are best left for a book after your wife kicks your sorry ass from here to Argentina. When Michael Jackson passed away a day after you admitted the affair, the Universe gave you the biggest gift. Everyone was going to be consumed with that news. All you had to do was shut your mouth and keep it shut and the story would fade. Remember US Representative Gary Condit? That guy had the media up his butt over the disappearance of Chandra Levy. It was a media firestorm for six painfully long months and Condit couldn’t escape it. Then September 11th happened and the story instantly died because the media became consumed with 911. A combination of Michael Jackson’s death and a shut trap would have had similar results with you, but nooooooooo….you had to make sure everyone knew that you had a soul-mate and that old people saw a spark. Dude!
Human beings have an amazing capacity to forgive. Think Michael Jackson, Martha Stewart, and Bill Clinton. However, forgiveness will never happen if you keep the story alive through your own spoken words. It’s time to zip it…and I’m not just talking about your fly.
What are your thoughts on Sanford’s ramblings?