The insincere will always exist. Everywhere you go in life, there will always be at least one scumbag with manipulation on the mind. Someone, somewhere, is having their emotional strings pulled because of that person. To these people, family ties, friendships, and other relationships do not matter. They will play your strings like a guitar (or, rather, a ukulele, seeing as it is the universal instrument of society’s pseudo-intellectuals).
The pseudo-intellectuals that clog my Facebook feed are doing so to preach to the majority. They’re essentially petulant children, fishing for validation in a sea of glad-handed, non-sensical, douchebag yes men and women. And, as you may or may not have guessed, said yes men and women are lapping it up, eating out of the palm of their hand. It’s happy hour and sycophancy is cheaper by the pint. Poorly researched half-truths are prevalent. Anti-technology rants bear the footnote “via mobile device.” Hypocrisy reigns über alles, and the truth is fatally mixed into a cocktail of poor knowledge, desire for attention, and personal gain. Any notion of selflessness between the lines is subverted. Their lies mask their selfishness. Their lies become them. They become lost in themselves, and become just another petulant child in need of acceptance from others because they can’t accept who they are.
They say to stick true to yourself, and that’s about the only message of theirs I can get behind in a sea of “tell me I’m pretty,” and “I’m writing this solely so that you’re interested in fucking me.” Stick true to your beliefs, not those of others. Quit manipulating others with your vague, uninformed opinions which have been spiced with “your big words,” in order to appear learnèd.
You may hold many marionettes, but beware of those with razor tongues and scissor fingers, for they will sever the strings you cherish more than anything.