Addicted


Addicted

By Michael Field


My wife complains that I am addicted to the internet, especially Facebook, saying I am self-destructively doomscrolling. I protest that I am not addicted, I can stop anytime! It is just that my friends reside in there. Yes! My friends convene in Facebook - along with some fascinating strangers. And a host of not so interesting strangers. And pitiful people who desperately need their grammar and spelling corrected. Oh! There are scores of obnoxious pontificators whose views infuriate me until my cursor heads for the X. Then, one of my friends likes one of my posts and the cycle repeats!

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