Social acceptance and social networking. Are they the same thing?

I have been told that I am too worried about what everybody else thinks and what everybody else reads. Is this a fair statement? We all conform to the likes of Facebook, Twitter, even writing this blog is conforming to that kind of social construction of a virtual society. I want to know how it's possible to be that elusive thing; to be "different". I mean, look at the people who believe they don't care. They are too busy talking about how much they don't care that they might as well shoot themselves in the head in a shopping centre in comparison to the song and dance they are making about being so very unlike anybody else.

So what's wrong with being "like everyone else"? Show me an example of somebody who is so fucking different? Treading on eggshells has become part of life. I do not think there is a way, in this Zeitgeist that we can avoid doing it any longer. People who spread their opinions far and wide which are not appreciated are labelled; heretics, racists, misogynists, you name it, they're it. The sheer volume of media being vomited into our lives everyday and the constant diatribe which issues from people we define to be important within our Facebook pages has meant that life as knew it changed into life as we now know it. Those 400 friends you have accumulated when realistically we care for probably less than 10% of them. Friend counts, amount of pictures tagged, updating your status. What does it all mean? Personal enjoyment? Looking good? Appearances? Who knows. It's a personal affiliation with such 'institutes' that has made us into the society of people who can no longer converse over the phone.

In the end, who cares if you like The Cure or secretly you spend most of your nights still listening to your Boyzone back catalogue. If somebody cannot accept you for who you are, then you should have the guts to walk away from somebody so pretentious, because, secretly, they probably like JLS. Oh and then block them from your Facebook account and retweet a bitchy tweet about them. E-revenge is sweet.