Everything you say should be true,
but not everything true should be said.
but not everything true should be said.
— Voltaire
The late writer Tom Wolfe believed that everyone suffers from "information compulsion," that everyone is "dying to tell you something you don't know."
And we learn as young adults the numerous penalties attached to having loose lips, when we see peers chastised, ostracized, marginalized, demoted or fired for compulsive blabbery.
We even take a formal oath of secrecy whenever we're forced to sign one of those sinister-sounding NDAs.
So why do we so readily cave to "information compulsion" when it comes to social media?
In the past 24 hours alone, I have learned through Facebook:
- Despite her need to, a painter I know cannot sell any of her artwork.
- Another painter I know has been "blocked" for more than a year.
- A student in a group I follow is clinically depressed.
- A publisher I know can't stop grieving over his father's death.
- An event planner I know can't find a job—or even get an interview.
But sharing them on social media, as if it were one big recovery meeting, makes no sense to me.
Surrendering to information compulsion may reduce your anxiety, but it confers no honor upon you, and is sure to haunt you in the long run.
Surrendering to information compulsion may reduce your anxiety, but it confers no honor upon you, and is sure to haunt you in the long run.
"The ideal man bears the accidents of life with grace and dignity," Aristotle said, "making the best of circumstances."
You want to be that man (or woman or neither).