These questions ocurred to me today while on the bus to Camden Town.
Is posting on the internet our thoughts, our pictures, our stories, our
rants, our activities, then eagerly, hungrily, checking for responses,
is it a bit like being a child again, seeking parental approval or if
not approval, any kind of response? Are all internet social media like
metaphorical parents of whatever sort of child we were (and still are to
For my part I can answer a hesitant yes. Does anybody else
reading this feel the same?
I cross-post to Facebook and some people have replied over there.