I am addicted to social media. I don't think I need an intervention, yet, but I may be getting close. Most mornings when I get up out of bed, I make my coffee, which in itself is an irreplaceable ritual, then head for the computer. I force myself to check email first, just in case there is something of importance I have to face, then on to my guilty pleasure, Facebook. I get such pleasure scanning what my Facebook "friends" are thinking about, looking at the New York Times headlines, checking out what the folks at NPR are discussing, trying to pay attention to the Dalai Lama's words of wisdom for the day. It makes me happy. I guess it makes me feel more connected in this disconnected world we live in.
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But finally, enough was enough, and with much trepidation, I hit the hide button. I couldn't help but think that this guy's intolerance has made me intolerant! Now I can't help but question myself. Have I become just as intolerant as these crazy people? I mean, what would you have done?