Just let Gen Z ruin everything for everyone everywhere, writes Gen Z-er
Ah, the joys of modern technology. Thanks to smartphones and social media, we can now capture every moment of our lives and share it with the world despite the fact the world probably almost definitely doesn’t care. And yet, if a reel or tik-tok or flip-flop wasn’t made about it, did anything even really happen?
For the rest of us who are just trying to go about our daily lives and survive the waking hours of hell, you’re forced to navigate dancing in supermarket aisles to music no one else can hear while trying to reach for a tin of beans, or attempting to watch your favourite band but can’t see through the throng of phone screens. The way we experience everything everywhere is being completely redefined – as awful.
It’s like a whole different species exists among us now, filming everything and experiencing nothing.
The rise of immersive exhibits is one such example. Things are beautiful to look at, yes. Photographs are great for memories. But do people ever look back at their reels to remember things, or to simply check up on the engagement? Are you really experiencing something, or immersing yourself in it, when you’re mainly preoccupied with showing other people that you’ve experienced it at all? Surely the point is to actually immerse yourself in the exhibit – the clue is in the name – rather than queue to take photographs or forces others to queue to see anything at all beyond the Tarantino film-set rigging you brought with you to look at a painting.
Then there are the reels of mundane tasks like washing dishes or folding laundry – as if having to do these things wasn’t tragic enough, we can now watch others do them too.
Ultimately the most frustrating thing about this trend is that it’s creating a generation of people who are more concerned with how they appear online than with actually living their lives. Instead of enjoying the moment, they’re constantly worrying about whether they’re capturing it in the perfect way for their followers.
Nothing is perfect. Stop lying to everyone about it and spending 45 minutes crafting the perfect illusion when I’m on a short lunch break and need to catch a train and you’re in my way. Everything is hard enough as it is, frankly, and now even a nice day out to a museum has become a thoroughly unbearable experience.