the same look at me, my life is better than yours culture that social media engenders
Until you take a step backwards and realise that your life is pathetic and stupid, just like the lives of everybody who "follows" you. Why? Because it's all so very...ordinary.
You know, I once saw some people - I think it was some weirdo challenge thing Richard Branson was doing, anyway they were flying over the sea suspended from helicopters by bungee ropes. That was cool. You can be forgiven for wanting to take a selfie if you do that. But going to a festival or concept with ten thousand other people? Hardly unique.
I've come across some pages... I don't recall if it is blogger or WordPress, it's the one that wants to show you everything all at once with no concept of bite-sized chunks. Anyways, plenty of girls taking lots of photos of themselves wearing outfits they bought at "thrift shops" (American version of the charity shop?). Kind of funny since they're gushing about how wonderful it looks and you just know your GRANNY would have called that outfit old fashioned.
That and endless photos of people eating food. WTF? Fine. Well, today I bought a double pack of Marie 3 cheese pizza. Didn't have space in the freezer compartment, so I put one face down on top of the other and stuck them into the microwave for ten minutes (didn't feel like farting around with the oven). Then I ate them like a giant round calzione. Or maybe a pizza sandwich. Should I upload a dozen photos of me eating it? Why? Or, wait, a better question - why would anybody want to look at said photos? Maybe a photo of the pizza-mess itself (photo or it didn't happen, right?), but a photo of ME eating it? So not necessary. If somebody is going to put photos of themselves eating, I want them eating wichetty grubs. Or raw Jalapeño peppers. Or knocking back Tabasco straight from the bottle...