A guilty pleasure.
Being the sort of person — the technical term is a “masochist”, I believe — who likes Ed Wood movies[1] I love LinkedIn, despite its relentless hatefulness, because it confirms every prejudice a cynic could possibly confect about the world of free enterprise, which succeeds in spite of its own tenets, and the venality of almost everyone engaged in it.
Whether it modestly disclosing industry awards one has “won” for representing a prolific advertiser in the hosting organisation’s magazine, insincerely ejaculating words of delight at such news from your network, virtue signalling your profound commitment to flexible working policies, or articulating pat advice on job interview techniques, posing recycled logical conundrums from Facebook that “only a genius” could solve or desperately hunting for candidates, any candidates for a support lawyer role in one or other of Arab Emirates, but none of the gigabytes of output from LinkedIn has of any merit, interest or passing distraction of less sober social networks, yet somehow it is strangely compelling.
References
- ↑ Try Danny Glover and Vinnie Jones in Age of Dragons