LIC: Lazy Internet Caring. I just made it up as a response to those stupid things people post on Facebook to ‘raise awareness’ (argh) of various issues without actually doing anything to help:
“All of us have a thousand wishes. To be thinner, have more money, a new phone…..A cancer patient only has one wish, to kick cancer’s ass. I know that 97% of you won’t post this as your status, but my friends will be the 3% that do. In honor of someone who died, or is FIGHTING cancer, post this for at least one hour. ♥”
“Your car is Japanese. Your Vodka is Russian. Your pizza is Italian. Your kebab is Turkish. Your democracy is Greek. Your coffee is Brazilian. Your movies are American. Your tea is Tamil. Your shirt is Indian. Your oil is Saudi Arabian. Your electronics are Chinese. Your numbers Arabic, your letters Latin. And you complain that your neighbour is an immigrant? Pull yourself together! Copy if you’re against racism.”
“MAY I ASK MY FACEBOOK FRIENDS, WHEREVER YOU MAY BE , TO KINDLY, COPY, PASTE & SHARE THIS STATUS FOR 1 H0UR TO SUPPORT ALL THOSE WHO HAVE HEALTH PROBLEMS, WHO ARE STRUGGLING , AND JUST NEED TO KNOW THAT SOMEONE CARES. Do it for all of us , unfortunately no one is immune. I hope to see this on the wall of all my friends ! JUST FOR MORAL SUPPORT!!! I KNOW SOME WILL . THANK YOU”
What. Is. The. Point.
There’s not even a link, or an appeal to donate/volunteer, or (in my dreams) a mention of what campaigns the poster actually joined before they decided to lecture all their friends. How is posting some stupid text for an hour going to help people who are struggling with health problems or racism? It’s moronic.
It reminds me of what happens when something bad happens to you in public (falling down an escalator, being knocked off your bike by a pedestrian who didn’t look before crossing the road, etc). Everyone usually stands and stares, nobody comes anywhere near you but one brave soul might ask from a distance “Are you OK?” in a simpering voice. No, I’m not, you twat and merely asking isn’t suddenly going to turn you into Florence Nightingale either. Keep your fake concern to yourself, you’re only making it worse by raising my blood pressure.