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Scroll down your feed for 30 seconds and you’ll find most of these Instagram friends filling up you’re page. They get on our nerves, make us laugh and they’re the reason we check our feed even before we get out of bed.
Your Single-est Friend
Who gives daily
hints to her single male followers helpful lessons on “how to be a good woman.” Because apparently she’s an expert.
Okay, I know two days doesn’t sound like that much of a victory, but when you eat, breathe and sleep what populates on your timeline, it can be quite a feat to be able to dismiss Facebook , Twitter and Instagram for an extended period of time.
It was something I had to do in order to rescue myself from myself. I was losing my mind because of my crippling dependency and obsession with updating my status as well as responding to those who are equally as active. There are so many benefits that come with being able to attain instant gratification just by clicking a button. I am not sure how I survived a time when that was inconceivable, but I am darn grateful that I lived long enough to now partake in all the action.
To be honest, I used to be a skeptic when it came to social media. I just didn’t want to buy into the idea that a mere tweet has the potential to change the course of your life, or a random posting on FB could activate a dormant relationship. But once I gave in, it didn’t take very long for me to succumb to the media tools of my choice. Twitter was my first love, and I nurtured that relationship to the hilt, and then I finally transferred some of it to Facebook and Instagram. Once I began receiving feedback, I became irrevocably hooked. At first I convinced myself that I was in control, but it soon became clear that I was swiftly losing my grip. My phone became my most valuable possession, and as a result, it always had to be within reach.
The crazy part is that I used to tease my friends for doing the exact same thing. I used to get irritated whenever we would hang out and they absolutely could not complete a sentence or carry out a conversation without checking their phones. I would accuse them of being rude and explain how pathetic it was that they had allowed themselves to be “technologically whipped.” But alas, I have become that person, I might actually be worse than they ever were. Sometimes in the middle of the night, instead of getting up to use the bathroom like normal people do, I reach out for my phone to see what My FB friends in London are up to and then I quickly scan my Twitter feed. My habit unfortunately extends to my office hours and I still don’t know how I am able to prevent it from interfering with my job duties. I guess years of forced multi-tasking pays off.
So, needless to say, I had gotten to the point where I needed to prove to myself that I wasn’t a lost soul. Could I neglect the pangs of social media, no matter how hungry I get? So I chose the weekend because that is usually when things heat up. Saturday morning was hard, because just like clockwork, I reached for my phone. But then once I realized I was on probation, I put it down and closed my eyes. I started meditating, which is something I rarely do, but should be doing more often. It felt good to release all the stress and to welcome a lighter temperament. The rest of the day was spent indulging in activities that were not influenced by FB friends or Twit pals. I didn’t care if anyone liked anything I had posted days before, and I wasn’t anxious to see what hilarity was erupting on Instagram.
Basically, my experiment assured me that I am not a lost cause after all. I enjoy utilizing social media because I can and even though it has gradually become a big part of my life, I am not an addict. I take advantage and indulge more than I should but if I need to extract myself – I can. I wonder how many others are like me. Would you classify yourself as a social media addict?
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I deactivated all of my social media accounts two days ago with a heavy heart.
I was a part of the generation that ushered social media in. I was getting my catfish on in AOL Black Voices chat rooms when I was a teen, back when Mark Zuckerberg was still in junior high school. It feels like just yesterday that I was spending hours designing and re-designing my Angelfire web page, packing it full of cute dolls and glittery quotes. Of course, you still had trolls spreading their hate and larger than life personalities in chat rooms on AOL and Blackplanet, but it was still easy to enjoy the anonymity the Internet provided. There is no doubt in my mind that social media is an addiction for some of us and it’s important to note that quitting social media can be the equivalent of an old-school smoker trying to quit cigarettes. Yes, social media is an ideal way to connect with friends and family that live outside of your immediate area, and to make friends too, but there are some major downsides to being so thoroughly connected.
Social media used to be a place where you could be exactly who you really are without feeling pressured to be anything else. If you decided to take on a new persona, there were no consequences because the people you interacted with were strangers. I can admit to being overly cynical, but it’s difficult not to get annoyed with the people on your feed whose lifestyle online is completely different from the life they lead offline. I’m not asking anybody to expose all of their struggles for the Internet to dissect, but I have a big problem with being unable to recognize the authentic parts of the people I follow on the Internet, but know in real life.
Social media has also become chock full of women exposing themselves for the attention of just about anybody so they can obtain more ‘likes’ and follows. Of course, some of these women look really good, and in some cases, I’m inspired by their pictures to work on my fitness, but I still can’t help but question the self-esteem of a woman who posts mostly naked pictures of herself on the Internet, frequently, just because.
Then there are unqualified people giving out poor love advice via Twitter, corrupting the impressionable minds of their young followers. Since we’re talking about the downside of social media, we have to mention the users that never log off and feel it necessary to burden your timeline with their nonsense and attention-seeking tweets and posts on Facebook and Instagram.
I’ve been contemplating a departure from social media for over a year now. I’ve quit and then relapsed for fear that I was missing out on something. Hey, what can I say? I find myself easily distracted by the pretty filtered pictures and subliminal messages from the people I’m connected to via social media.
But I knew my time with social media, my too many hours on the Internet, and even more mindless hours of television had to come to an end when I noticed my children were behaving like little technology junkies. My kids are too small to be involved with Facebook and Instagram, but they were being groomed to navigate other applications on our iPads and iPhones.
One evening after dinner, we were sitting in our den for all of two hours when I realized that we really hadn’t said a single word to one another. We were all comfortably perusing our own devices. My fiancé was on his iPhone playing endless rounds of pool, my 4-year-old was playing a Ninja Turtles app on his latest iPad, and my 1-year-old was swiping endlessly at my iPhone. I looked up from my Macbook and I was disheartened at the sight of us. Although we were all together, this wasn’t what I imagined our family time would be like. We could be spending the last two hours of our night playing a game with our kids, teaching them a new skill, working on an art project together or simply just talking about our day. Not to say that we don’t do these things already, I just wish we did that sort of thing as much as we spend time immersed in technology.
Without the distraction of the Internet and social media (don’t get me wrong, I still use my Internet to write), I hope to have more time to focus on my own endeavors. I hope to be free to create a life for myself and my family without the constant banter of the Internet telling me I’m doing it wrong. Without the distraction of the Internet, I’ll have time to improve myself with a good book by a person qualified to give their advice. Instead of having my kids zombied out in front of the television watching fake families live scripted lives, we’ll spend time outside of the house making real memories. Without the television and the Internet to depend on for entertainment, we will have to entertain ourselves. I’m hoping that in doing so for the next 120 days or more, we will learn to curb our appetite for a thriving virtual reality and channel that energy into actually thriving in real life.
Can we stop calling Black people, who tweet on Twitter, “Black Twitter?”
No, not an option? Okay. I’ll concede.
But if folks insist on using this terminology, can we all acknowledge that Black people, who tweet on Twitter, or Black Twitter, is a pretty wide and varied, and definitely not one singular voice? Likewise the platform belongs to every single Black body, who uses Twitter, including:
The Black activists, Black researchers, Black feminists and womanists; Black No MA’AM; Black nationalists; Black separatists, Black integrationists; Black Africans; half-Black biracial people, Black Christians; Black Muslims; Black Hindus; Black African spiritualists; Black atheists; Black snobs and elitists; Black commoners and hood ni**as; Black democrats; Black republicans; Black libertarians; Black Alex Jones-followers; Black foodies, Black vegans, Black emos and goths, Black geeks; Black nerds; Black whatever kind of community this is.…basically, any Black people, who did the simple task of signing up for a Twitter account and tweeting some shit – possibly to some other Black people.
Can we also admit that Black Twitter is not an actual thing?
There is no url, which leads me to this mythical cyber land called Black Twitter. There are no secret handshakes or head nods to give to a big Black bald-headed bouncer, which will open the velvet rope of regular Twitter to reveal where all the Black people and rap music be hiding at.
Black Twitter is really just a subset of somebody – a non-Black somebody – else’s platform, which we use for free and on their terms (of service). And while our words are copyright protected up to a certain extent (mainly the attribution kind), we give up much of our ownership rights when we allow our thoughts to be shared and reshared. And as such, none of us Black folks, who tweet for free on that other person’s platform are really in a position to tell other users how to use what amounts to public and searchable information. Of course, the caveats are signing out of your Twitter account completely and possibly changing your privacy settings. But that will never happen.
And I think this lack of realization is what I find most frustrating about this recent Black Twitter outrage over a project by the Annenberg Innovation Lab at the University of Southern California, which aims to study, “public discourse on Twitter that explores both macro and micro-scale activity simultaneously in order to draw out particularly active, engaged “neighborhoods” within the larger population.” And that “engaged neighborhood” in which they speak of is, of course, Black Twitter.
Despite original concerns about several of the project team members being White, the project is actually being led by a Black woman, a Ph.D candidate (and who also has a Twitter account, thus making her part of the clan), who is using the data she collects for her dissertation. And she seeks to track this “engaged neighborhood” by focusing on how this group of people helped to propel ABC’s hit television show, “Scandal,” into the number one spot.
Not the most original of topics, considering many other news outlets have noted the greater than average social media engagement the show has and how the show’s creator even gets on the act by tweeting and responding to tweets during the broadcast of the show. And yet folks still continue to trash her research and levy all sorts of accusations that she was trying to exploit the Black social networking, by way of the Twitter, community.
The researcher behind this project, has responded in her own words to all the criticism here. But personally I found this criticism of her alleged “usury” particularly rich considering that on any given day of the year, we can read a headline, written from Black fingers and featured on Black or pseudo Black online media publication (hell, even some of the majors are getting in on the game), going on about “What Black Twitter said.” Or academics sitting up on CNN in Don Lemon’s face, translating what Black Twitter said. Hell, there are even journalists and bloggers at certain news publications, whose main beats are reporting exclusively on what Black Twitter said. So Black Twitter’s indignation now over someone else, who is Black, taking a slice of the “Black Twitter” pie seems a bit selective and short-sighted.
What solves the problem faster? Arguing about relationship issues via phone call or text, or posting a not so subliminal message about your partner and how self-absorbed he is and how much he takes you for granted on Instagram?
I often wonder what’s the point when a celebrity with a major following takes a jab at their partner via social media. It’s true that at the end of the day, celebrities are everyday people. But while we might make the poor choice of sharing our anger with a few hundred (maybe a little over 1,000) followers, imagine sharing your feelings about a personal dispute with an arena-like audience of hundreds of thousands of people. With thousands of devoted fans and followers eyeballing your every tweet, there’s sure to be a plethora of additional drama and unsolicited opinions you probably weren’t intending to bring about with your original post.
Social media has become the new window seat for many of us to peer into the lives of our favorite celebrities. And with so much drama on our computer screens, there’s no need to peep from behind it to watch TV to be engrossed. Someone is continuously airing out their dirty laundry, or their spouse, online.
In the past couple of months I’ve watched my fair share of star-studded relationship wars by way of Twitter and Instagram. Celebs have shown that there is no mercy on the battleground and as we’ve seen with the recent tasteless jokes of Ginuwine, not even the children of your favorite stars are safe.
The Harris’ are no stranger to this stage, as they were in the spotlight for months for their shade-filled Instagram comments and feuds. From TIP’s request for Tiny to get her body right and tight, but to get it off Instagram, to Tiny defending her marriage against rumors of an affair with boxer Floyd Mayweather, and the rapper’s own mother taking to Tiny’s comment section to ask her to speak to T.I., there was enough drama to hold us until the new “Family Hustle” season started airing (season four began on August 25). And Chris Brown and Karrueche Tran have used social media to document every fall out they’ve had, as well as the many different times they’ve reunited since the year started. The drama is real.
But as I said earlier, celebrities are regular people too, and just as they act a fool when their feelings are hurt, we do the same online. I understand that it can get tough and that sometimes you feel the need to express yourself when you feel as though your partner isn’t hearing you, but putting your own life on blast is not a good move. Not only is it detrimental to your relationship (if you really care to make things work), but it’s tacky as all hell. We all slip with the subliminal quotes from time to time, but some things aren’t meant to be shared with the world. Pick up the phone and call when your relationship is rocking, don’t make your first stop the computer keyboard…
Social media can connect you with thousands of people in an instant. Which can be a great thing, or a terrible one. Here are 15 times social media is responsible for a bad hookup!
Most celebrities get tons of love and support from their online fan bases so we wonder how these 15 celebs who seemingly get no social media love — like ever — must feel. But considering most internet users have absolutely no chill, we’re sure it can’t be too great.
The social media dragging of Draya has been fueled by epic fails like her struggly Father’s Day breakfast, stiff twerk video, and attempted dig at Kim Kardashian’s “azz”. But at least our favorite (non)basketball wife of LA has a sense of humor about the whole thing. Right?
It used to be that you were warned about the dangers of meeting strangers online but nowadays it’s not just regular folk that are using social media to find a mate. These stars found love or lust on Twitter and Facebook.
Big Sean and Naya Rivera
Big Sean was with his high school sweetheart since he was 16 years old but after finding fortune and fame, their love deteriorated. Early last year, the Detroit rapper used twitter to meet his next paramour. The “Marvin Gaye & Chardonnay” rapper first hollered at Naya Rivera on twitter. The two quickly moved their relationship offline and into the real world. After dating for more than six months, Big Sean popped the question and the happy couple became engaged. But earlier this year, the wedding was called off. Several months later the “Glee” star married an old friend.
— Courtney McKenzie (@CeoCourtney) August 20, 2014
The age-old wedding tradition “something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue” is taking on a new meaning for millennial couples. Let’s add, “something sponsored” to that list. (Yes, you read right.)
Soon after Courtney McKenzie, 27, and her fiancée Jamil got engaged; the duo began working out the logistics of their wedding. When they sat down to create the 250-plus-person guest list, Courtney and Jamil, who both come from large families, decided to ditch the big traditional wedding, opting instead for an “elopement-honeymoon” mashup in Thailand.
Originally, Courtney, a marketing professional, thought about sharing the news with family, friends and colleagues via Twitter, Instagram and podcast, but another idea came to mind. The Palm Beach, Florida native figured they could get companies and brands to sponsor their 11-day trip in exchange for logos on everything, from her wedding dress to Jamil’s tuxedo, and customized hashtags in their social media mentions (i.e. #sponsornamewedding and #sponsornamehoneymoon).
“After about a week of planning we launched www.sponsorourwedding.com, a crowd funding platform that will be used to help us and other couples raise corporate sponsorships in exchange for publicity pre- and post-wedding day,” says Courtney. “We thought it was a different idea, and had no idea what people were going to think. We knew that there were other brides who would love to do the same thing because I talked to many of my friends who just got engaged, or are recently married. The overwhelming response was ‘That is brilliant. Why didn’t I think of that?’ We knew we were on to something and are really excited to see what happens next.”
If her social media engagement is any indication of what’s to come, the couple’s initial announcement received more than 40,000 likes and numerous comments and shares. In addition, people who she hasn’t spoken to in years requesting an invite.
Courtney wants to make it known that the goal isn’t to pay for the excursion, but to donate a percentage of the money to charities such as Big Brother, Big Sister and The Boys and Girls Club. Thus far, the couple is roughly halfway to their $30,000 goal and has received three big sponsors. “We are in talks with Fortune 100 and Fortune 500 companies,”Courtney told MadameNoire. “We have a full wardrobe commitment from GlamHotList.com. We recently opened up sponsorships and are excited at all the offers we’ve received so far.”
Would you allow sponsors to buy a spot in your wedding?
Based in New York City, Janel Martinez is a multimedia journalist who covers technology and entrepreneurship. She is the founder of “Ain’t I Latina?” an online destination geared toward Afro-Latinas. You can follow her up-to-the-minute musings on Twitter @janelmwrites.