We tweet what we are doing as we do nothing at all, we scroll news feeds unworthy of being called such, and then we post hash-tagged photos to prove that isn't all we do. One week later, Twitter is all the richer, Facebook is worth that much more, and our generation is still flushing unnoticed hours down the toilet. Despite the hundred new tweets on each of our timelines, we are bored, we are unchanged, and we are unchallenged. No milestones are reached, except for our newest followers we can count off on our hands. We are first-world youth with immeasurable potential, yet instruments go unlearned, books go unread, and projects go undone. The appeal of social networks is that we have as many pedestals to stand on as accounts we have created. The pedestals of olympians and politicians are distant and unpromised, compared to "sign up here, it's free". Perhaps, it's a call to vanity; perhaps, to apathy. We create usernames instead of names for ourselves. It's a pit anyone can fall into, fed by likes, comments, retweets, and favorites. All it takes is a wifi network and then our priorities fall helplessly out of place, into an order we would have once scorned.
Other nations are crippled by lack of opportunity while ours is crippled by distractions. It is a world of how much attention we can get and the easiest way to feel like we are actually doing something. One app always leads to another and a quick check always leads to an hour. The changes happen slowly, but academics, legitimate socializing, and actual hobbies are sacrificed as a result of an addiction which we refuse to acknowledge. Are we really letting promising futures suffer at the hands of accounts? Hours upon hours of time have been swallowed by this bottomless pit.
One social network after another arises to utilize the boundless time on our hands. Shall we save ourselves from a contagious epidemic sweeping our generation, one characterized by the throwing away of promise for the abstract? Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest, Instagram, Google+, and countless others are omnipresent now, begging any literate person to forego enterprise for entertainment. However, with literacy comes logic, and for that I am thankful. Our minds that crave attention are the same ones that can crave for purpose, and for direction.