I – and millions of my close personal cyber friends – eat, pray and “Like” everyday.
Om. We eat at our desks in front of our computers.
Om. We pray that our internet connections do not crash.
Om. We “Like” each others' pages on Facebook and all over the darn place. We Like this, We Like that.
If we find ourselves in a particularly chipper mood, we like everything we see. Click, click, click. It’s easy. It’s fun. Like swilling Vitameatavegamin , it’s so tasty, too.
The popular social media plug-in “I Like” gets a thumbs up from me. “I Like” sure knows how to push my buttons.
As my loving mother barked at me, “Be nice to your little brother! So what if he put a boa constrictor down your bra? Why can’t you like each other?”
As Barney the painfully purple dinosaur sang at us, “I love you, you love me, we’re a happy family!” Barney & Friends liked each other into a diabetic coma. Historic note – The “I Love You” song is so irritating it has been reportedly used by interrogators at Guantamano Bay to coerce the detainees.
In Venice, a sweet young Italian man wearing a snug striped shirt and form fitting pants (and obviously enamored by me) smiled up at me from his sidewalk sausage cart in the Piazza San Marco and blurted “You like-a me?” (I do-a, I do-a! Who says American women are naïve around Italian stallions?)
The world's spiritual leaders – the Dalai Lama, Mother Teresa, Bono, and Justin Bieber – remind us that it’s easier to like and love than to dislike or hate.
There is a whole lot of liking going on out there. And I figure it can only add to the love in the world. You like?
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