Ted Nyman writes how social media is desecrating and cheapening our real world experiences transforming them into database entries sitting on server disks some where in suburban Virginia.
The end-game is this. Slowly, gradually, without realizing: we stop participating in our own lives. We become spectators, checking off life achievements for reasons we do not know. At some point, everything we do is done soley to broadcast these things to casual friends, stalkers, and sycophants.
