Personally, I’ve never changed anyone’s mind when I’ve lost my temper and said things I ought not to have in the social sphere. It only made me feel better for a little while, then a little guilty usually. I can’t mistake sarcastic glee as happiness for too long. I’ve lost a few friends along the way when things got out of control, especially during political seasons.
This is not to say we shouldn’t speak the truth. We should. All the damn time. But there’s just something about the standoffish power these apps lend that encourages destructive argumentation.
Here’s my simple point:
I found out about a friend’s death today and it shook me up. We’d met in person only a few times, then crossed friendly paths occasionally on-line. Her death is surprising, much too early, and unnecessary. Her last FB post was two months ago (she never posted that much). Rather than something contrary or mean, she’d posted what would have appeared then to be just another random beautiful song and video. Yet it would ultimately be her last personal expression on FB. I think that’s significant. And given what unfolded in her life after that, it became a perfect song and image. Synchronistically so, even.
That is a gift of awareness she’s left, perhaps to several of us that will notice. There will be condolences on the timeline, yes. Tears and memories. But back in the archaeology of that page, as long as it’s kept up, will be a human being’s last expression. A last choice of what to say out into the world, on a random day, when all probably felt fine. When death wasn’t suspected around the corner. Just plain last words.
I wouldn’t want mine to be mean and hateful, full of rage and fury, my last recorded thoughts within this supposedly important archive of daily life.
How about you?