She’s the most judgmental person I know. On its own, that’s not so bad. That’s just being opinionated, even if the opinions came with condemnation. With the reasonably “correct” opinion, I would even agree the judgment, even if I might not care to judge. Alas, not with this person. What’s bad about her is that she was the least qualified person to be judgmental about a lot of what she was judgmental about, at least least qualified to be that judgmental! More unfortunately, whether the fact she was so pushy with her judgments, or so unqualified to render them, being the more annoying part of her was what made her the most annoying person I knew.
Before you read the rest of this post, just click play on the video below of the video game Minecraft’s soundtrack, and either leave it to play, or click somewhere randomly on the length of the track to play some of its music. It would be appropriate because this post is about how I came upon this music by chance, and fell in love with it for my future writing!
Word on(the)line is that Instagram is considering hiding the number of Likes posts get!
I don’t know about you, but I see that as an ABSOLUTELY BRILLIANT way to reduce social media addiction.
Lots of people posts to get those micro-dopamine shots from the Likes others give them on Instagram. Part of it is the notifications and numbers, but a big part of it is also knowing others can see that number, too! If it were not for the latter, the former would have limited meaning. You’d have to make an effort to tell one person at a time how many Likes something got, and update it. And if you were to make a post, lots of people might see it but would only call you out for vanity on it.
Now, think about if Instagram also hid the number of Followers! If Likes were micro-dopamine shots to the brain, Followers are milli-dopamine shots! If you’re not yet metricized, that’s 1000 times more potent for Followers to Likes. Imagine what hiding the number of followers will do! All kinds of people’s egos and image will be shattered. All those fake followers they paid for to make others believe they’re popular will no longer be seen! Some will lose their entire identity! No, seriously. Some will lose their entire identity! That was not sarcasm by exaggeration!
Now, think about if Twitter and other social media services did the same? Let people do all those Likes and Follows, just don’t show the totals!
Wow! What will the social media cartel do? Oh, wait. Those social media platforms are the cartels! Well, all the better on them, then!
The Bergen Facebook Addiction Test was developed by Cecilie Schou Andreassen, Doctor of Psychology and head of the Facebook Addiction study at the University of Bergen (UiB). It consists of six quick questions, which is great to get through. However, it is self-diagnosed. So if you are in denial about how you should truly answer the question, well, the test won’t identify you as a Facebook addict and you’ll continue to be in denial.
US Weekly has just released never before seen footage of the 1984 accident where Michael Jackson’s hair caught on fire during filming of a Pepsi commercial.
The story goes something like this, extracted from text in the video at bottom. I typed it out because you’ll probably want to be looking at what happened rather than reading the text. It is stunningly tragic!
On January 27 1984, Michael Jackson filmed a Pepsi commercial at LA’s Shrine Auditorium in front of 3,000 fans. On the first take, the pyrotechnics exploded as planned after Michael descended the stairs. The sixth take went horribly wrong. The explosion went off too early. Michael suffered second and third-degree burns on his face and scalp.
According to Michael, the recovery from this was what led him to be addicted to painkillers. You see, he had no idea his hair had caught on fire. He just went on with the script and danced with his brothers after descending the stairs while his hair burned and people suddenly jumped all over him to douse the fire. I’m sure he knew it then, but it was a little too late. Stuff in his hair would definitely have fueled the fire more aggressively.
It has been argued by some that this event and Michael had to do to recover from it was the start of a lot of his troubles in life, and equally arguably to be the start of his downfall. I would buy some of that. Put that much heat near your brain for a while and see if that doesn’t damage any brain cells! Detractors of the connection just seem to have think it was burns to any other part of the body and had no influence on Michael’s state of mind afterward.
Whether there was any causality or not from the accident, Pepsi settled the suit for $1.5 million dollars with Michael. To his credit, he donated it all to the burn unit of the Brotman Medical Center in Culver City, CA (EW.com).
Michael Jackson was also prescribed to some painkillers during the surgery and recovery, which some sources also told US Weekly started his addictions to, both, painkillers and plastic surgery. If he were addicted to painkillers, and he got it from surgery, might additional surgery have also been a convenient excuse to fix a little imperfection as well as get a little more without raising any alarms?
Rest in peace, Michael.
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