I think that one of the main reasons for which I write here, every now and then, some of my irrelevant thoughts is really due to the limited visibility on this virtual note book.
I have a sincere and warm disliking for all the most popular social networks and for their fundamental mechanism. I’m aware that it’s a kind of snobbish trend to criticize sarcastically Twitter, Facebook and the others, the name of which I sincerely ignore. I feel uncomfortable in the wave of snobbish trends, because I feel uncomfortable in all trends. But it remains a matter of fact that, besides all that, I don’t like social networks.
This half-hidden journal is a more suitable environment for me. It’s like writing something on a sheet of paper, which I leave on the kitchen table at my home, without locking the door: if someone passes-by and feels like giving a look, well, it’s there on the table. I know it might sound absurd in this social context where so many people consider absolutely important to attract attention, to be visible and so on, but I write here mainly for myself, it’s a way to put order in my untidy ideas, to record some impressions. Often it’s complicated to sum up a thought in meaningful words. We think to have all clear in our mind, but then, when we try to express the concept, we realize by ourselves that the words we choose are not the most suitable and the concept cannot go through.
Words are important.
I have a sincere and warm disliking for all the most popular social networks and for their fundamental mechanism. I’m aware that it’s a kind of snobbish trend to criticize sarcastically Twitter, Facebook and the others, the name of which I sincerely ignore. I feel uncomfortable in the wave of snobbish trends, because I feel uncomfortable in all trends. But it remains a matter of fact that, besides all that, I don’t like social networks.
This half-hidden journal is a more suitable environment for me. It’s like writing something on a sheet of paper, which I leave on the kitchen table at my home, without locking the door: if someone passes-by and feels like giving a look, well, it’s there on the table. I know it might sound absurd in this social context where so many people consider absolutely important to attract attention, to be visible and so on, but I write here mainly for myself, it’s a way to put order in my untidy ideas, to record some impressions. Often it’s complicated to sum up a thought in meaningful words. We think to have all clear in our mind, but then, when we try to express the concept, we realize by ourselves that the words we choose are not the most suitable and the concept cannot go through.
Words are important.
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