Sorry to dissapoint anyone out there actually following my quest to find and share progressivism I find on Facebook, and any thoughts that come along with it. But today, as I went to browse the recently popular Flair for one to use as this blog's subject, I hit a bit of a road block.
It seems there is some sort of glitch with the Pieces of Flair application today. I cannot view any Flair. No browsing, searching, or rearranging my own. I probably couldn't even create one if I wanted to. I reported the problem, and hopefully, it will be solved for tomorrow's blog.
But never fear, for progressive thoughts have still been provoked by the application! Or at least I hope they're progressive.
These thoughts aren't completely Facebook related, though. One or two of you out there, one of you especially, knows about my boyfriend, and how we communicate solely through email. Well, it started with his internet connection. Two days of his not being able to get online had me worried and him very annoyed. This isn't the first time it's happened, but it was the longest period of time his internet connection had failed since I met him.
And now this glitch in the Facebook application. Both of these things made me realize that the internet, no matter how muchwe want it to be, or believe it to be, is not all that reliable. From faulty connections to glitches, the internet has its fair share of problems and annoying tendencies. And yet, as a culture, we're still getting hooked on it, and relying more and more upon it.
I'm thinking that perhaps we had better keep up with the "old-fashioned" ways of doing things, just in case one day, the internet as a whole decides to throw a fit or have a meltdown. Postal mail is nice, and would you look at that, there are still libraries brimming with books and archived newpapers where you can go for all your researching needs!
Now, I'm not saying that the internet is awful. Just saying that it can be unreliable, and we don't really know what strange and annoying things are waiting for us around the corner. It's best to be prepared, after all.
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