Georgina Scott

University of Manchester undergrad / Art Historian / Pudding and Pie / Intern at Maria Grachvogel London

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Tweeting twats and failed relationships

In April of this year, London was hailed divorce capital of the world. This London Evening Standard issue I began reading on the train home, got my overactive mind ticking along quite ferociously. First of all.. why the fuck do people still bother to get married if divorce seems so determined to remain as an inevitable outcome in most legally established relationships today? What was so fundamentally different about past generations and their ability to maintain long-lasting commitments? Are women becoming more selfish in our major life decisions? Where perhaps before we would compromise in taking a promotion in favour of having babies, we now unthinkingly put our own ambitions above anyone else’s expectations of us, especially those of a status quo societal structure.

If you, like me, saw that docu-film of a certain Katy Perry entitled ‘Part of me’, you might share my fascination for her incredibly unforgiving inability to compromise when it came to her career. And, in many ways, why should she? She evidently spent the entirety of her teenage years and early twenties fighting to break into the charts; who was Russell Brand to expect her to sacrifice all she had achieved for the sake of their relationship? But more to the point, is this trait of putting the self first, to such a great extent, one that should be celebrated or discouraged in today’s world? Are we tumbling  far too rapidly towards an empty place of self-obsession and twittering nonsense, with little interest in the things in life that actually should matter, above Western materialistic ideals? I can’t help but feel as we progress, we’re losing our previous generations’ innate sense of selfless and therefore more admirable qualities, which undoubtedly included putting others before oneself. I hate to parallel this point with religion (I am a nazi atheist), but even a basic a law as ‘love thy neighbour’ becomes relevant here, as well as the Christian discouragement of idolatry. In the modern sense, ‘the celebrity’ or the competition for our very own numerical count of online ‘followers.’  

Going back to relationships, perhaps it is this precise trend of socially accepted, constant online self-promotion and tweeting of opinion that has started to restrict us from putting others before ourselves and in many ways, has suggested this is ok. Well I don’t think it is. I sometimes sit and wonder how many tweeters, credible celebrities and members of the general public, actually spend more time on twitter than they do  interacting with their partners. And that includes sex. The researchers behind the scenes of 8 out of 10 cats would have a field day with those statistics, i’m sure. They’re probably shocking. Will there come a day where we’re all just plugged into our own virtual matrix world of mindless bollocks with little to no human interaction whatsoever? When is this going to stop? Is it possible for future generations to be more self-centered and egotistical than we are being? I fucking hope not.

Anyway, Katy Perry made the right decision. The diagnosed sex addict would definitely have cheated on her. It was only a matter of time. In fact he probably did, which is why it ended.