I had to unfollow somone yesterday. Well...I didn't have to but I chose to and let me be specific about the social media application to which I'm referring.
Twitter as opposed to
Instagram or the others. And I'm sure the person in question isn't waking up this morning wondering what happened to his follower
@6ixthman. True. I'm not trippin' either but to the point, I unfollowed because of hearsay, admittedly.
This guy plays basketball professionally for the
Chicago Bulls. He's one of the more exceptional athletic wonders in the history of the sport too because he's not the prototypical
NBA player. But recently a friend of mine gave me ears on the ground about the guy's character. The anecdotes he described painted a less-than-admirable picture of this public figure and you know how it is...you might not have been there but ya boy was there so you trust that he ain't got no reason to lie. So you buy the episode without much investigation.
Womanizing exploits, arrogance displayed in a setting where charity was the focus and a gross sense of entitlement rounded out the sketch of this revered basketball superstar who has 916,321 followers on Twitter alone. See, the number 916,321 is alarming and is for me beyond my scope of reference. All I know is that a full
Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum seats 93,607 for a football game. That's not even 100,000 people. The dude I'm talkin' about has more than 9 times that amount of people interested in...HIM. At least via social media, this rapacious human being is adored by nine coliseum's worth of humans. All those people, on some level, care about the tweets of one guy. This is 2013. This is reality. This is why leadership has to be something people embrace from places of grandeur. We can't always control the places our gifts take us. But yo, who you gonna be when you get there? Seems like everybody is watching...
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