Love Is Built On Lies

A piece inspired by Jerrod Carmichael’s HBO Special ‘8’.

First of all, if you haven’t yet had a chance to watch ‘8’ by comedian, actor, writer, producer Jerrod Carmichael, you should definitely go and do that.

I’ll wait.

If you don’t reside in the US and can’t view that particular link, it’s also available in audio form via Soundcloud.

I watched Carmichael’s special one too many times during my international flights from Sydney to LA, LA to New York, New York to San Fran and then back home from San Fran to Sydney recently.

Seeing that I rarely sleep on planes, and all of those flights were more than an hour in duration, I knew I would be able to do it. I didn’t get sick of it either. That’s how you know you have a good special, right? When the viewer will just want to watch it again over and over. Here’s looking at you, Jerrod.

So this particular piece was written after listening to the audio format once I was back in Sydney. I was experiencing an extreme case of jet lag, having woken up at 3:30am this morning and deciding to listen to his special — again. It’s different in audio form. You don’t get the facial expressions that were delivered with the punchlines and so you’re focusing solely on the words that he’s speaking.

After listening to it once again, this is what I have to say:

I agree on all of Jerrod Carmichael’s views on love in his ‘8’ comedy special. Even the cheating part. I do. Really.

Why? Because there’s always gonna be someone better out there that you’re wondering about. There’s no such thing as a perfect partner because even perfection gets boring sometimes.

“Love is built on lies.”

Jerrod says this in his latest HBO special and I completely concur.

The way people meet the “love of their life” (whatever that means) nowadays; it’s not organic. It’s not in the traditional sense of how your parents met, like at a coffee shop or walking down the street.

It’s via dating apps and online. That’s the reality we live in at this very moment.

And what do you we have to connect before we even sign up to these apps and websites? 99% of the time, they ask us to connect our social media accounts.

And you and I both know that the image we portray on social media is not the truth. Straight up.

No-one talks about their bad, more-often-than-not depressing days. No-one wants to give you the validation of liking your terrible status updates. That’s horrible.

It’s like, if I were to update my status on Facebook to say “Having a bad day” and you liked that status update. What does that mean?

Does that mean that you like that I’m having a bad day rather than a good day? Fuck you.

That’s horrible, right?

Why are we on social media?

It’s made our interaction with others so much worse than it was before.

I was a shy kid growing up. I’ve always being an introvert; before I even knew there was a label to describe what I was feeling and how I was behaving. I was basically born an introvert. And some might think, ‘Well then social media is perfect for you ’cause then you can hide behind the various apps and think about what to say before you say it’, but that’s not necessarily a good thing. What if the conversation never leaves Tinder/Twitter/FB, etc and you’re just constantly conversing back and forth within the app. That’s boring, right?

You don’t sign up to Tinder to have conversations. 90% (not factual; just a guess-timate) of people on there are looking to get you into bed. It’s true. They just wanna fuck you, a ‘hook-up’, if you prefer that terminology. I’ve even seen it on their profiles. That’s a true story and I, of course, swiped left.

And as you may have figured out I am on there, so maybe I’m part of that 90%? Maybe. Probably. Well, yes, actually. But that’s because I only turn on Tinder when I’m overseas — on holiday. A holiday fling is always fun. Simple as that. And Tinder can make that happen.

You don’t sign up to Tinder to find true love. You sign up to Tinder to find a good fuck.

Is that too vulgar coming from a female? Well, let me tell you something: it’s the truth.

Now, that I’m back in Sydney, I have deleted Tinder from my phone and I won’t be downloading it again until my next holiday which more often than not isn’t too far away. ;)