I don’t like Instagram. I donâ€™t like follower culture, donâ€™t like it because I keep thinking I need it to showcase my art, donâ€™t like the advertisements and donâ€™t like that everything is being dumbed down to a few images.
I donâ€™t like seeing the endless stream of holiday pictures, people traveling further and further just for the â€˜gram, the pictures where fancy girls are sipping endless streams of white wine, the pools with big-tittied botox models in them.
I donâ€™t like comparing my life to other peopleâ€™s lives, donâ€™t like labeling people, donâ€™t like being labeled.
I donâ€™t like the short, dumb comments which are either super critical or super supportive, emojis, the fact that how many people have liked a post stand out so much, as well as the highlighting of how many people see the images another posts in their feed.
I donâ€™t like seeing recurring advertisements. I donâ€™t like seeing new advertisements. I donâ€™t like seeing advertisements which are tailored to me specifically. I donâ€™t like seeing advertisements at all.
I donâ€™t like seeing a really good picture and having forgotten about it ten minutes later. I donâ€™t like the demographic of the userbase. I donâ€™t like teens with Instagram, who should be doing more useful things with their time. I donâ€™t like my perspectives on the new generation.
I donâ€™t like party pictures. I donâ€™t like the showcases of how many friends one has who would not help him or her moving. I donâ€™t like alcohol in pictures, or festivals. I donâ€™t like that every moment has to be captured while capturing it spoils the moment.
I like that Iâ€™ve got a website of my own on which I can and will post my work. I like that some people are reading this blog. I like that I can express myself better here than on Instagram.