Every year I am surprised that it’s Eurovision Song Contest again. To be honest, I think this is a waste event. I got goosebumps because of more than one song yesterday, but not of the good kind. I confess, I watched it anyway and it actually was interesting this time, but not because of the show itself but the millions of tweets on #ESC2015. Did you ever do this, watch TV and simultaneously comment every minute on Twitter on what’s happening? Don’t you think that’s strange behaviour?? Not that I am in a position for a judgement as I did it myself yesterday – and the ESC is probably the only thing on TV where it really doesn’t matter if you pay attention or look on your smartphone. But it’s weird. Everybody wants to throw in their two cents; it seems nobody really cares about the music, it’s just a contest about the funniest tweet. Even some of the big journalistic media participated in the collective bitching. Subjectively, this was what most tweets were about: Continue reading
I will soon finish my Bachelor thesis. (And if I repeat this sentence often enough it will become true! 🙂 ) I would like to share some of my scientific insights with you. This way this thesis which steals my time and brain capacity for blogging is at least good for something. I am exploring the relationship between journalism and social media. Social media in my definition are all internet-based applications that serve the interaction, connection and relationship building of people. The most common are of course the social network Facebook and the microblogging platform Twitter. But I also include comments or forums on journalistic websites into my work.
I was interested in the question why journalists use social media. What is it good for? Continue reading
I do. Occasionally. But I still I have no idea what I’m doing. Everytime I log in my Twitter account it feels like stepping into a different world whose rules are all Greek to me. People follow mysterious hashtags with origins sometimes traceable and sometimes…not. Continue reading
I am angry. No, I am appalled. Right now I really wish I didn’t choose to write in English, because in German my words would flow so much easier. But I will try. Yesterday at work one of my colleagues suddenly stood up and said: There was a terrorist attack in Paris. They killed editors of a satirical magazine. I still can’t believe it today, as I am sitting here and typing this post. I carry around my feelings on this topic for almost two days but just found the time now to sit down and finally get rid of what I’d like to say. It’s this: Continue reading
I admit: I did it. During the last two weeks or so the Year in Reviews of my friends popped up on Facebook and I was slightly irritated: What was this? How did they do it and why? I didn’t read one of them. Yesterday Facebook lured me onto doing the same foolish thing. It showed me my personal Year in Review and the design was quite pretty so I thought: “Nah, that won’t hurt” and shared it. Afterwards I thought: “You little idiot.” Until today not even one of my friends liked this post. That’s my rightful punishment! 😉
Apart from being useless this little display of jolly moments is a big lie. Most people use a social network to show off with only the shiny highlights of their lives. What does Facebook know about my life? About the hard facts I fear it knows far more than I wish – but when it comes to emotions the algorithms fail completely. Continue reading
I don’t get it. The intention of these people. The trolls. Who are they? Especially: What’s going wrong with their lives?
You know, I use Social Media (in this case Facebook and Twitter) as a sort of personal news channel. As a student of media and communication studies I can tell you this is quite common. So I am the type of user who reads a lot, searches for answers but doesn’t communicate much. In fact, this blog is the big exception. I liked a lot of news media sites on Facebook and Twitter because it’s convenient to see their posts in my timeline and it makes it easy to be up-to-date. But reading the posts beneath certain articles I notice that other people – the other type of user – apparently find their purpose in life doing one thing: Posting stupid shit. Continue reading