Saturday, April 23, 2011

Would you Agree- Facebook and Twitter is Evil?



“Facebook is Evil”.
“Twitter is Evil”.

I read about these statements. I’ve heard about it over some local t.v. talk shows.
Though the hosts closed the show with their opinion, I found myself nodding in agreement to what they have said. And pondered on my online existence, does my facebook account look evil? Awe!! Maybe it is… in the eyes of those who creeps underneath my friends and lure them into clicking the ‘unfriend” button…hahaha Does my tweeting bird a disciple of the devil? Yeah, maybe... I’m a monster, and this monster has a twitter buwahahahaha.

Getting back, I’ll try to see if tweetie and the likie facebook site are evil…I’ll go down to my online history. Awe!!! This would be my tribute to my 11 years of online existence… yihee!!!

            When friendster came out and set a trend in social networking in the early 2000 around our University… I was so amazed on how people went gaga over making accounts in that site. Gotten curious, I made one for myself. To be honest, I initially had two accounts, and I ended up with more than five. But I could hardly attend to all. Those succeeding accounts after that first two… I consider them as my spy accounts… Hehehe. Of course, I uploaded some pictures. Leaving comments to some of friends’ account, having that big grin whenever I get to get a comment with those glittering images, And even having that freaking laugh whenever I get to play a joke with a friend using one of my spy accounts. But that ends there. Maybe it is because I was not really into friendster. I seldom open my account that left me with more than a hundred friends in each one…
            I’ve forgotten my online existence when I finally landed a job way back in Oct 2005. When I thought about going abroad, I resigned Oct 2007 after two years of working for that Company.
Going online was my immediate option to look for some jobs. Yahoo chat was somewhat infested with those bots accounts but gosh, I’m so thankful that I manage to find a bunch of pretty good friends in there.  I found an online mom, a dad, a sis, a bro… and I found a boyfriend. He’s good, nice… sweet, understanding. These were the exact set of people that I added in my friendster account. Facebook doesn’t exist during those times. Akhmed was one of the reasons why I signed up for an account in Youtube on Jan. 2008. He’s so hilarious, I even shared my password to my chat friends so that they could post comments to some videos that they’ve seen on youtube. March that same year, I literally f****d up. I broke up with my first online boyfriend when my ex-partner wanted to make things work between the two of us…I went with him, tried to go with the flow of things for the sake of my daughter only to find out that he’s meddling with some girl that he met on work… End result of growing suspicion, I used my friendster account to spy out on my ex partner and proved his guilt. At least I know I’m not going nuts. But I almost went crazy. The least I could do for myself was to save what’s left of my sanity heheheheh… We finally broke up. I applied for some researcher job. Gotten hired. And I chuckled in disgust as I was reading his last messages. Oh, I was sooo over him.

            Awe, the first facebook account that I had was my ex’ two account. He’s good at mafia wars. As in he’s freaking pretty good. I stole his accounts. But really never opened them, I’ll just end up disgusted once again if I browse on their affairs in that accounts’ inbox. Maybe on that point… facebook was really evil, because it hurt me, it stole the time of my daughter’s father.. But everything has its own time and place. I manage to learn how to forgive. When I visit the account, the feeling wasn’t there anymore. I ended up having more than three accounts. And with regards to his Mafia status, until now I can’t understand that game.

            My contract expired. I went back on browsing online to find a job luckily I got one, a call center job. Reservations. The salary was good, but that type of work was really nor for me. As soon as the training period ended, I looked for another job. As I checked on my chryssanthemum email it was loaded with almost five thousand emails from different websites that I signed up for in those previous years that I’ve been using email. A large number came from youtube. I logged on in my youtube account. Youtube is changing from time to time. And obviously, the video page was having that thumb button for facebook and the others… I attended to some friend invites. One message caught my attention. Yes, it was the usual stuff; He started with Mind if I add you? Sub? I replied with Done, Added and subbed to your channel. To my surprise, as I refreshed the page, he had another message: “No sweetie, you haven’t added me yet, no biggies anyway.”... Hahaha it was really my fault... he’s right, I forgot to click on the “Add as Friend” Button. That was the start of a pretty sweet relationship of Chryss and the guy that she loved dearly…Awe!!! How she wished that he believe that. (Sighs)… awe with that … youtube became stupid cupid. And he’s pickin’ on me.

            He asked me whether I have a facebook account… and sh** I don’t have one. I gave him my friendster account. (Lol) Hahaha… his reaction was expected… He was so freaking laughing at me when I told him that I don’t have a facebook account and what I have was my friendster account. He told me that friendster is prehistoric… (Was it???) To cover up, I made my account on Facebook under Chryss’ name. That’s one scary thing about the net… you can always take names as your own. That was March last year, 2010. Six month later, as I was tying to google some people and some articles I ended up signing up for a twitter account. Gee I don’t know what to do. Twitter is so overwhelming. I ended up following some people and some agencies and News Account.

            I was not really into facebook, especially on those games contained therein; I don’t even know how to play Fishville, Farmville and Fashion Wars. What really makes me frustrated was my inability to accept invitation to play those games. In my effort on trying to make full use of my twitter and facebook, I linked them into my youtube account. And Oh my G!!! What a great relief… I really made use of both even without logging in on them. That could cover up the fact that I don’t know how to use twitter and facebook. Hahahaha!!!

            And with my whole year of religiously getting online to send out the links of my youtube friends, it is evident that almost every site, may it be a social site or whatever kind of site, they have that tweet and the facebook like button. Is that tantamount to being evil or having an account on those site is as good as being the devil’s advocate??? Definitely it is not. But we all know that life always find it’s way, so does evil, because evil loves destroying life…

            Quoting on what the hosts have said in their statement, (this is as far as I could remember):

            “Facebook or twitter itself is not evil. They are made for the mere purpose of interacting with other people. And with interaction, you get to know those people, you get to influence, to inspire and be inspired. The only thing that makes the difference is the intention of an individual in signing up for an account”

            This is the very statement that I agreed upon.
           
            December 2010, our technician kuya Robert asked me: “Ria, what is your profile pic in your facebook? Facebook has turned into fantasy-like world nowadays, you should choose your character and set it as your profile pic.” I checked on my friends and found out that almost 80% of them is using a cartoon character picture as their profile picture. Came a time wherein I burst into laughing when I checked on one friend and he’s using a female cartoon as his profile picture. I fell on the trick of using cartoon characters as my profile picture in facebook. To go with the flow, I tried to look for Felix the cat but I ended up using Betty Boop. After three days of using Betty as my profile pic, one of my friends posted on her wall about the news that they’ve seen on t.v. That tactic of using cartoon characters as profile picture was proven to be a modus operandi of a certain syndicate to lure the minors, the children to their traps. The intention was clear -devilish in its nature. I changed my facebook profile picture. But that doesn’t prove that facebook in itself is evil.

            A week ago, one of the local t.v. program aroused a topic on twitter wars, twitter threads and twitter clones. They did great on weighing both sides of having a twitter account. Honestly, I don’t get the purpose of havin’ a twitter account. I really can’t tell if the birdie could grow horns and claws so that I can say that it’s devilish. Hakhakhak… if the birdie has horns, it such a cutie devil… But I own one. And I don’t care if somebody follows me or not. I always end up tweeting my lucid thoughts. It just feels great to have your thoughts scribed, and make a history of your online self and at a later time read on them hehehehe… So I’m trying to make a good history of mine. At least it’s free of charge. I’m not addicted to tweeting. If I were, I would tell it straight up just as I am accepting the fact that I’m addicted to my youtube account. Yes I’m a youtube freak. I don’t even care if they thumbs down on my uploads or my comments… pleasing anyone wasn’t even on my checklist. I created my youtube account for the simple pleasure of finding those songs from the past… having them listed in my account…leaving comments if I really can’t help but to do so… With that I am happy. I only made those videos in my account when I feel like doing one. And since I am happy. I am doing everything I can to share that happiness to as many people as I can. End result I found a family in that website. I found a pretty mommy, some sassy sisters, and  a bubbly brother, and their numbers were growing. Awe my Gee!!! I don’t have a daddy on youtube J haahhahhah, I found some great people, and I found the most charming yet so unpredictable boyfriend. His works on that site was something that I’ll never get tired of sharing. But last Nov 2010 I almost deleted that account because of him. So glad I didn’t, so silly of me to even let that thought cross my lucid interval. Good thing that I managed to somehow share the problem with those people that I dearly adored. Without them knowing who he really was.

            Some time in 2009, I happen to see a program in an educational channel (really can’t remember if it was NGC, or Discovery or history.com) it contained topics about Psychomacchia. It depicted the battle between good and evil… though at the end of that story, “good” won, and the evil has been defeated, still “greed”, as one being at the evil side, tries and tries to lure the people away from “virtue”. If you would relate that story to what’s happening on the net world, Gee!!! “Greed” really is the vanguard of the “evil” intent. Anyone who has a free mail account have received those misleading mails wherein they tell you that you’ve won something and you have to send them your personal infos so that they could send you what “you’ve won”. Only to find out that in the end they we’re just trying to pull out your credit information so they could charge your accounts with large sum of purchase or at any other scenarios that leaves you ending up being the victim. If you weren’t aware of these things happening on the net, you will end up losing something. The net is swarmed by those kinds of people. With that happening around here, gee, the devil creep.

            I have once read in a friend’s profile in youtube that his favorite book was “Pornography”, I chortled in agreement and posted a comment in his page: “If that was your favorite book, Oh My G!!! The net is a library for such”. But it is upon the discernment of the net user whether he’s curious to go and browse on those shelves. Discernment. Evil sometimes pry on human’s curiosity. Luring you into committing some transgression.

            The power of information, the ability of transcendence, and the fast-pacing obsolescence – with all those years of study and endless hunger for knowledge, the human race is now at its peak of existence. It is really not facebook or twitter or “whatever site” that arouse the entity of  “evil”. The nature or reason behind the creation for an account to any website defines the meaning of being evil. With the unstoppable pace of technology, “dreaming of creating something out of the ordinary on the web” has become a thing of the past. With just a two-to three minutes of video stream, you could either build or destroy a person’s life. As long as you know the “know–how” and you have the resources to do it…you can always go for it… but having good intentions in your spirit will serve as an anchor so that you won’t lose your way in the oceans of the web.

            Aren’t you feeling lucky to be born in this generation where we were able to transcend boundaries and we were able to go to those places that even though we’re not there physically, the net brought it before our eyes? Or don’t you feel blessed to have been born in this time wherein people of different color, race, religion, and all the other difference, converge to share same ideas and likings, agree or disagrees to one’s opinion without anything holding them back? I am so thankful to have my online family. And I found another set of them on youtube. Most of them have signed up on facebook, and some of them tweets… The tweet button and the like thumbie tell the pleasure of your online stay, with that I can tell that both aren’t evil at all. Racism and discrimination prowl around the web. But to think, no race is better than the other, every race was created, existing, living in it’s own unique beautiful way. With the topics of racism and other sort of discrimination, it arouses different feelings, could be of anger, grief and anything negative. And as long as it is being linked, it will continue to exist. So why not start with spreading the idea of the being good.
           
            My online existence was my escape whenever I feel that I can’t handle the weight of my real world. It will become evil if it steals away the time that I should be spending with my daughter. Both worlds must be balanced or else I would end up failing my health.
            I have my own reasons for creating accounts on whichever site that I wanted to. I wanted to share my finds. But I never told my friends to click on neither the “unfriend” nor the thumb down button. Even if I don’t like somebody around my site, I just leave them around in there. For sure somebody would find them and add them as a friend.
            Every island has a shore. That shore is for the mere purpose of letting the drifters rest, and allowing them in is one way of saying that you’re open for friendship. Sparks, though can be suppressed… It cannot be forced.

             So what do you think? Who is the devil on the net? The drifters? The island? Or the sea itself?

Done. I’m tired.



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I’m sorry; I don’t have any idea in writing. I did it my way. Freestyle. This was done without any knowledge on the rules. It’s evident that the flow of thoughts jumps…
If I study writing, I will be left with no choice but to abandon my idea of freedom. If you always obey the rules, you’ll miss out some of the fun. :D

You, what have you done lately?

Awe, before I forget…
I’ll always be wishing you a happy lifetime of the very best in music, love, hope, inspiration, friendship and faith...Do what you love to do...Do what makes you happy...Never ever let anybody or anything pull you down...Have fun. Enjoy life...live your life to the fullest...Live your dreams...Never stop believing!!!! Yihee!! Cheers for the love of life :) whoot whoot!!! Who wants to join the ride???

Hugs!!!!
Chryss

p.s… (Disclaimer note) (hahahaha)
I was not really into blogging.I just have the need to do this to escape boredom.
And I have a great fear on the quote: “Idle hands are the devil’s playground”. He had me once…if you want to ask for anything…except money… (I don’t have spare hehehe) and don’t go asking for my hand…. I won’t be able to type. hahahahha
Channel 25 said… The most important thing is to never stop asking questions.
But sometimes I don’t put that in practice. Because there is something in me that definitely know the answers to my own questions. I better keep my mouth shut.

Just a thought: There is always a way to be honest without being brutal.
If ever that you find anything wrong like sheen on my nose, grammatical errors or anything… “TELL IT TO ME “DIRECTLY” 
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Chill out, Relax, Sit back and enjoy life to the fullest.

If you want to be a singer, practice singing.
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Sunday, April 17, 2011


April 17, 2011, I woke up at around 10 am. I made myself some coffee, (Awe, how lovely life is with the existence of coffee!!! I don’t know how I’ll be, or how my life would be without it…) Every time I get to have that cup of coffee, It’s always euphoric. And to top it up, I’m reading broadsheets. Gee!!! That is so not I. But some of the articles written in there caught my attention. One article brought me into thinking… Who am I in front of other people and who am I when nobody’s around. It just feels so good to realize that I know where to stand, how to stand and when to stand. Better thing…. I know where and when to sit and listen to other people’s side. But I don’t claim to be a clean sheet. Having done some mistakes makes me realize that not all the lessons in life are learned from schools or from reading some books.

Henrylito D. Tacio of the Manila Bulletin wrote the article. His surname rang a bell because in Philippine literature, in Jose Rizal’s Noli Me Tangere,  “Pilosopong Tasyo” was one of those characters that really place a smile on my face. Oh my, how I wished that the teleseryes and the telenovelas would cater those stories… for the benefit of the Filipino youth.

Getting back to the article So far, although I haven’t found any job posting in the classified ads, buying this P20.00 broadsheet and having read the article makes that 20 peso worth spending. I definitely know why…it is because the article contained quotes… and as a self-confessed “quotes freak” and being loaded with the virtue of sharing my finds, I find myself scribing the article without the intention of plagiarism.

Here goes:

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Character could make or break you
Henrylito D. Tacio
Manila Bulletin, April 17, 2011

            Do you know of some very talented people who suddenly fall apart when they achieved a certain level of success? The reason to that phenomenon is character. In his book, The Success Syndrome, author Steven Berglas writes that people who achieve great heights but lacks the bedrock character to sustain them through the stress are headed for disaster.
            Berglas, an American psychologist, believes these people are destined for one or more of the following: arrogance, painful feelings of aloneness, destructive adventure seeking, or adultery. Each is a terrible price to pay for weak character.
            Ozel Tendzin, who was born Thomas Rich, was the first American to lead an international Buddhist sect. He became regent of the Boulder, Colorado-based Vajradhatu Buddhist organization following the death of its founder, Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche, in 1987.
            Two years earlier, Tendzin, who was a bisexual, learned that he had been infected with human immunodeficiency virus (HIV), the microorganism that causes AIDS. However, he kept his condition a secret. “Thinking that I had some extraordinary means of protection, I went ahead with my business as if something would take care of it for me,” he was quoted as saying.
            Instead, he infected a male companion, who infected a woman friend. It is not known how many people in all were given the deadly disease as a result of Tedzin’s arrogance in 1990. He died of AIDS.
            A life built on the sands of celebrity can be wrecked by the rains of reverses. A life built on the sands of materialism can be destroyed by the floods of adversity. A life build on the sands of pleasure can be blown down by the winds of disillusionment. Only the life that is built on the rock of character can withstand the tempests of time.
            A number of famous quotes about character down though the years have focused on one attribute: the hidden nature of character. “ Character is what you are in the dark,” said Dwight L.Moody. “ The measure of man’s character is what he would do if he knew he would be found out.”
            An unknown author penned these words: “The difference between personality and character: Personality is what you are when lots of people are around; character is what you are when everybody goes home.”
            A scorpion, being a poor swimmer, asked a turtle to carry him on his back across a river. “Are you out of your mind,” exclaimed the turtle. “You’ll sting me while I’m swimming and I’ll drown.”
            “My dear turtle, “ the scorpion laughed. If I were to sting you, you would drown and I would go down with you. Now, where is the logic in that?”
            “You’re right,” the turtle agreed. “Hop on!”
            The scorpion climbed aboard and halfway across the river gave the turtle a might sting. As they both sank to the bottom., the turtle resignedly said, “Do you mind if I ask you something? You said there’d be no logic in your stinging me. Why did you do it?”
            “It has nothing to do with logic,” the drowning scorpion sadly replied. “It’s just my character.”
            Character, someone once said, is not made in crisis; it is only exhibited. It was an anonymous caller who informed Erik that a certain priest named Bernard was delivering sermons aimed at subverting Germany’s racial policies. Erik knew little about the priest’s background and could not imagine what had compelled him to take his rash course. After all, the majority of churches, both Catholic and Protestant, had either supported the policies or remained discreetly neutral.       
            Erik attended an evening service and found the church less than third full. During his sermon, Father Bernard proclaimed Christ’s love and asked those gathered to pray for Jews. Several left as he preached.
            As Father Bernard was removing his vestments, Erik said to him, “You are gravely misinformed.” The priest looked at him with tired, sensitive eyes and said simply, “I know what is happening to Jews. And so do you Captain.”
            When the priest died in Dachau, Erik concluded, “I felt a bit sorry foe him. He simply did not understand the need to run with the tide, to accept the inevitable.”
            Although Erik and Bernard are fictional characters in Gerald green’s book, Holocaust, they make a strong point: Character does not bend to politics.
            Our character is what God knows us to be. Our reputation is what men think we are. “Promises must be kept, deadlines met, commitments honored; not just for the sake of old fashioned morality, but because we become what we do (or fail to do), and character is simply the sum of our performance,” Howard Sparks commented.
            Many years ago, a boy was born in Russia who though of himself to be so ugly, he was certain there would be no happiness for him in life. He bemoaned the fact that he had a wide nose, thick lips, small gray eyes, and big hands and feet. He was so distraught about his ugliness, he asked God to work a miracle and turn him into a handsome man. He vowed that if God would do this, he would give him all he possessed, as well as he might possess in the future.
            That ugly boy was count Tolstoy, one of the world’s foremost authors in the twentieth century, perhaps best known for his epic War an Peace. In one of his books, he admitted that through the years he discovered that the beauty of physical appearance he had once sought was not the only beauty in life. Indeed, it was not the best beauty. Instead, Tolstoy came to regard the beauty of a strong character a having the greatest good in God’s sight.
            So many people spend enormous sums today on their physical appearance. Character, in contrast, is not a matter of doing what is right apart from money, and standing up for what is right apart from appearances.
            “You can’t give character to another person, but you can encourage him to develop his own by possessing one yourself,” Artemus Calloway declares.

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Gee!! That was long, but my effort is rewarded because I know somehow... in my own little way of sharing my finds… I get to transcend the message from this article to other people who never saw it on printed media.

Digging on to some points of the article,

            “A life built on the sands of celebrity can be wrecked by the rains of reverses. The floods of adversity can destroy a life built on the sands of materialism. A life build on the sands of pleasure can be blown down by the winds of disillusionment. Only the life that is built on the rock of character can withstand the tempests of time.”

                                    - so true, if the foundation of your character was not that strong             enough, everything that you have build will crumble to the ground and no one but     yourself is left to blame. A person of strong character is not easily blown away by             anything that tries to pull him down.

            Our character is what God knows us to be. Our reputation is what men think we are. “Promises must be kept, deadlines met, commitments honored; not just for the sake of old fashioned morality, but because we become what we do (or fail to do), and character is simply the sum of our performance,”
                                   
                                    - Yes indeed this is very true, at the end of the day, it is inevitable that    you’ll have to face your true self, It is the time that we have to face the music…


I chuckled in wonder. All my life at grade schools, the phrase “Character building is Nation Building” was written in every classroom that I’ve been to.
The process of building the individual’s character starts at home. And it is supported by the disciplines in schools. So freaking true. But I would love to rephrase the line into “Nation Building starts at Character Building”.

Anyway, Just bear this in mind.
Most of the time “Truth” is always on the peril. Be on the side that stands for it.
Keep in your heart that “Honesty is the best policy”. It’s so elementary.
But sometimes it’s inevitable that you have to choose between two evils... If you are facing this kind of dilemma…my advice- choose the lesser one. If something bad arouses from that choice. Face it. From there you can determine your character.

Remember we have some chance and only one choice.
Lucky for us if we have all the chance in the world to do what we have to (or rather what we love to do) and to correct the mistakes of our past.
It’s always upon our choice if we really want to do it. If really wanted to go for it.
Everything that happens in our lives is a result of our choice.

Just one question: What guides us to do the right thing in making the decision?
It’s our values and virtues. Our values and virtues define our character. It always ends up on our character.

You, what have you done lately?


Awe, before I forget…
I’ll always be wishing you a happy lifetime of the very best in music, love, hope, inspiration, friendship and faith...Do what you love to do...Do what makes you happy...Never ever let anybody or anything pull you down...Have fun. Enjoy life...live your life to the fullest...Live your dreams...Never stop believing!!!! Yihee!! Cheers for the love of life :)

Hugs!!!!
Chryss

p.s… (Disclaimer note) (hahahaha)
I was not really into blogging.
I just have the need to do this to escape boredom.
If you want to ask anything…except money… (I don’t have spare hehehe)
Channel 25 said…
The most important thing is to never stop asking questions.
But sometimes I don’t put this in practice. Because sometimes, something in me definitely know the answers to my own questions.

Just a thought: There is always a way to be honest without being brutal.
If you find anything wrong, grammatical errors… or anything….
TELL IT TO ME “DIRECTLY”:)
chryssanthemum_spinnaker@rocketmail.com