BY DAMIEN STEPHENS
Greetings kids. Allow me to re-introduce myself. Damien here -“ aka Hard Driver -“ and I’ve had a bit of an upgrade since we last spoke.
Welcome to our new weekly forum, where I’ll be chatting about what’s hot and what’s not. Millennial stuff. From not-so-scene events to technotica, fads and crazes. Something for GenY and the GenY at heart. And for anyone who’s just a little fad-mad.
So I thought I’d get the ball rolling with the obvious; Facebook. We’re all on there. Some of us more than others. Most performers have public profiles, along with photographers, models or just about anyone of social standing -“ self-appointed or otherwise. heck, even the Sydney Star Observer has its own network.
Some max out the FB limit at 5000 -˜friends’ … and I really don’t know how they do it.
The book devours hours at a time, with a throng of uber-cool (and some not so great) apps to entice. Random quizzes, clips, podcasts, vampires, poker, hunks … lollipops to suck, eggs to hatch, apartments to decorate. And just which Sacha Baron Cohen character are you? Then I simply had to join the avid devotees of that info-famous must-have, The Snuggie. I know, dag much?
You may well scoff. But are you a booker? Is it time to get with the program? I almost guarantee within a month you’ll be hooked, aching for your daily fix.
It’s no secret social networking is mutating the way we communicate. Take Michael Jackson’s memorial, for example. Facebook was crammed with MJ posts when the news first emerged. MySpace offered live streaming, Flotzam flourished, and bloggers commented in real-time around the world. Same with Farrah Fawcett and Mrs Slocombe and her notorious pussy.
Has the humble daily paper or nightly news become a thing of the past?
The live -˜tweets’Â churned out of Jacko’s service sent the online world into overdrive. And according to Twitter’s tracking tool, Twist, at least 30 percent of tweets at the time were MJ related. I’m still trying to picture that Perez Hilton twouche fumbling with his iPhone during the ceremony!
All world events, including mourning, have become public affairs -” a collective mashup of cyber articulation. Information expediency now so direct that it’s yesterday before we’re done with today! So immediate, that there’s already a FB group -˜Michael Jackson’s Dead, Get Over It!’
But now if you’ll excuse me until next week; time for a face-fix before a long overdue pillow-session with my Snuggie.
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