I am not here for you…

With a rise in sex crimes in 2013, amid the Jimmy Saville scandals, news detailing a lone male intruder into Portuguese holiday apartments, and this week a ten year old boy is in court accused of raping his school mate in Primary School after watching online porn – do you wonder how we can protect a generation swamped in sexualised imagery, with easy access to porn, and who are drowning in their own critical self-doubt about how they should look and portray themselves both online and off?

Ban Facebook for under 18’s for a start I say.

I fell upon this beautiful video created to portray the simple yet inspiring work carried out by Brooklyn-based artist Tatyana Fazlalizadeh on the streets of New York.

Fazlalizadeh talks to women about sexual harassment on the streets, how it makes them feel and what they would like to say in response to the men who belittle and demorailse these women on a daily basis.

Take a look and see for yourself…

Stop Telling Women To Smile from Dean Peterson on Vimeo.

Eureka! My Psychological downfall is FOMO…or TL;DR

Do you ever feel like your missing out on all the fun?

When you slavishly tune into Facebook or Twitter and see all those people, your so called: friends, having fun, hooking up, going to parties and looking, amazing, natch – does it make you feel like a miserable, friendless, lonely old goat?

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I feel that too sometimes and will avoid Facebook and regularly deactivate my account…only to slink back in the dead of night to remind myself what the rest of the world are doing whilst I am in bed reading a book.

Then I discovered FOMO!  It was a eureka moment for me – because I thought I was alone in feeling like I was missing out: having three binlids without doubt hampers your social life.

FOMO is the Fear Of Missing Out and the Oxford Dictionary has officially entered this acronym into it’s dictionary.

Isn’t it great: a wonderful, new 21st century anxiety we have created for ourselves – a new paranoia we can hand down to our children, and their children…

Only I would like to avoid this kind of paranoia being passed on and wonder if excluding FB from their lives is a good place to start – am I fooling myself that I can protect them?

Also, and this is a goody: TL;DR…I am worrying, because TL;DR might be happening right about…now.

The Oxford Online Dictionary entered TL;DR which means: Too Long: Didn’t Read!!

Bloody marvellous another superlative facet of our, so called, slick modern existence!