I’m working in Durham at my community based wrap around program for at risk youth. One of my patients forgot their appointment so I have a bit of time to write.
Last night before I went to bed, I tried to Skype Bangkok. No answer. Coincidentally, my daughter was texting me at the time, “I’m up. Let’s text.” Since I left my phone in the car, there was no communication.
While I was on my computer, I noticed my son had left his Facebook open. Hmmm, this looks like a good time to see some pictures and take a look at what he’s up to, I thought. One of his “friends” had posted a sad photo of an overweight young man with Down’s Syndrome sitting in a chair without a shirt. “What’s your point?” I thought, “How is this funny?”
So with my newly acquired social media skills I typed a comment, “This is an inappropriate use of social media. This young man most likely has Down’s Syndrome. When someone is less fortunate than you it makes no sense to make fun of them. I feel way more sorry for you than I do the gentlemen in this photo.” Then I couldn’t figure out how to push send/comment/post. But I didn’t care. I felt I had voiced my distaste with my son’s friend’s efforts to ridicule.
What’s happened to gratitude? Humililty? Compassion? Has Zuckerberg demolished it with one fell swoop of digital latitude. “If I don’t know him and he doesn’t know me, is anyone hurt?” The “no harm, no foul mentality” of this Millennial generation doesn’t work anywhere, even in the virtual world they often rotate in.