Aaaand we've hit a new low

OK. I actually started this blog a few months ago because I was going on these psychotic rants about Facebook status updates and how they are wildly out of control and bring new depth to the phrase "too much information" almost every day. It's hypocritical, really, because I read them. I log onto FB multiple times a day. If people didn't let me know every minuscule detail of their boring ass lives, there'd be nothing for me to read while I'm bored at the office. It's also ironic that I found an outlet for this frustration in the form of what is essentially a long form status update in this blog, hence the title Hypocritical Irony. I have trouble grasping the appeal of sharing every minute detail of your life down to health and financial woes with what amounts, basically, to strangers. Sure I have a lot of FB friends but do you know how many I actually communicate with regularly? Maybe 20? It's a great tool. Don't get me wrong. I like being able to occasionally drop a line to a friend from high school or college just to say high and see how they are. Unfortunately, though, some people out there obviously think so much of themself that they are under the impression that we all want to know exactly where their life is going. I was lamenting to a friend yesterday, a friend I talk to just about every day, that I am more aware of a FB friend's emotional, familial and financial situations than I was about hers. And that's fine with me. She's one of my best friends and the funny thing is that she probably wouldn't be if every other word out of her mouth was a self-absorbed lamentation about how badly her life sucks.

This brings us to the FB friend and the reason for this post. Today she posted that she was seeking Xanax. That's a prescription drug for anxiety, kids. What was the exact FB update? Why, I'm glad you asked! "***: needs xanax. anyone donating?" The following replies came in:

"I have some on me actually if u want i can mail some to u lol

Got Valium.... same thing almost

It's not very hard to get Xanax. I used to have anxiety attacks but if you just describe what's going on, they prescribe it

I'm not a lawyer, of course, but I'm just thinking that publicly seeking prescription medication that you aren't prescribed probably violates some kind of law. And even thinking about letting someone mail it to you, which I'm fucking POSITIVE is illegal, is just being a selfish and shitty person.

Now, over the last several months this friend has publicly lamented marital problems, financial problems, child rearing problems and medical problems. I'm not a heartless man. Well, actually I am a little. But that's a different story. Regardless, it is not even remotely appropriate for her to share this with her 313 (actually 312 in about five minutes) friends. It bears mentioning, too, that the majority of these problems were 100% avoidable if better decision making had been made personally and professionally over the last few years.

It's gotten to the point where I have adopted a jaded attitude towards her misfortune. I just don't care any more, and I'm not feeling all that great about it. If i had heard about this through the grapevine I'd probably be willing to help in any way that I could. But this is ridiculous. Instead of seeking solutions to problems, it's a pity party that's being sought out. I'm not buying in. Sorry.

It's not just her either. Every day I read posts about someone screaming for attention. I can't find a boyfriend. I hate my job. Uh oh, just got some bad news. Sooo busy. I'll never get everything I need to done. If people spend less time telling everyone about their problems and more time trying to remedy them, I'm thinking that there would ultimately be a lot less to bitch and moan about.

That's all.