A couple of days ago, the WhatsApp, Instagram and Facebook applications stopped working for a few hours. The whole world was left blind or, at least, with one eye open and one closed since some social networks continued to function. The funny thing is that this could not have happened thirty years ago because, simply, there were no social networks or these bagpipes. It is the clear example of a need created to the measure of our enormous stupidity.
So far, the joke has cost our dear Mark Zuckerberg an astronomical amount. Let no one rush because the stocks that plummeted are already on the rise and will be back to what they were in a few days. But what is important is not what has happened in the stock markets around the world, what is important is what has happened in the heads of billions of people; you have read that correctly, billions of people.
It turns out that the dependence of many people is such that this technological blackout has caused anxiety attacks, worsening depressions, fear of loneliness, a feeling of radical isolation … A most absurd picture of pain. The solution was as easy as getting up, going to the kitchen and chatting with your brother or mother, calling a good friend to tell them anything or reading a book on the wing chair in the living room.
We have forgotten that relationships with other people can (must) have live and direct.
Adolescents have been devastated by the situation. The biggest problem that has arisen is that the boys and girls could not know what their favorite influencers were doing (if they were making a French omelette or if they had argued with each other or if they had farted because that is funny) and They couldn’t upload their own stories in the ever-present hope of turning a calving into a viral photo or video.
The older ones have had a hard time without being able to send messages to their contacts. A few hours without asking ‘hello, what are you doing?’ Is a lot of fabric; a while without sending the image of a sunset accompanied by a phrase ñoña is a lot of fabric.
And so everything. We depend on our state-of-the-art cell phones knowing that our whole life is inside that thing and we even find it funny. Every day a little more foolish, exactly where they wanted us.
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