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Despicable, dreadful, and vile—what once was in this cyberspace has then become dangerous—
an avenue for interacting, connecting, and it has become the terrain of false information.
collaborating now sees itself in a tarnished
position. Who would’ve thought that the very The modern world is now a terrain of false
innovation that seemingly attested as the center information, with, ironically, the internet known
of every individual’s life, the very innovation that to be its steward. A tiny drop of honey, when
revolutionized things far imagined by our left unaccompanied, would be spotted by a
predecessors, the very innovation that brought single ant, and would then hastily spread about it
our islands, alienated as they may be, together, to its ravenous colony longing for nourishment.
now poses as the channel that would sweep Likewise, false information imposed to the mind
amongst our unity and drive away the most of an individual would rapidly be imposed to the
imperative possession that is a privilege to each minds of many more.
and every one of us—the truth.
The problem is indefinitely introduced to the
When I was around seven, I learned about the people as it is new and unaccustomed to the
internet. It was young and acquitted, likely a likes of most. In turn, the problem is often
reminiscence of a child’s innocence. I learned presumed as adaptable and controllable when it
about a social website called Facebook where I deems otherwise. Misinformation instigates
could gain new friends I never met, play exciting social unrest in the society and causes tension
games that never failed to bring me bliss, post among different parties. At once, the power of
freely about my thoughts, and most importantly, this predicament can even cause the welfare of
talk to people without having to go about the one’s life. For instance, a certain somebody is
inconvenience of being in front of them face to able to compose a deceitful statement online
face. Not only was communicating a challenge about someone he/she despises, through a
of presence, it could also be uneasy for some dummy account (usually termed as a “troll”
who suffer certain fears or infirmities account which means a fake account). People,
communally. Nevertheless, this then growing being unaccustomed to misinformation,
social platform was of deliberate succor to me, insentiently believe what they see.
and I’m sure countless folks could relate. Even a This is the origination of most depression
sundry of groups, associations, and institutions cases—online lashing that has no factuality.
made use of the advantage the internet offered.
It provided for them a platform that gave them
a superlative audience against their The delinquency this matter offshoots
competitors—it gave them an edge. starts with what people aren’t knowledgeable of.
People aren’t conscious of what to do during
The internet has brought to us what instances when they face the problem. To say
thousands of years of human existence could simply, people aren’t aware. They are facing a
not—a profound way of communicating. With contemporary problem that had no chance to be
literally a single click, one becomes capable of combatted before. How on earth could someone
traversing the physical limitations of interacting. such as a juvenile pose to solve such a
The world has then entered the information age. difficulty?
But as one may presume, this age offers too
great of a freedom and responsibility too There was a time when I was scrolling over
perilously disregarded. some Facebook posts when I precipitously came
across an article entitled “Why you should never
visit the Philippines.” Promptly, I clicked and
Its inevitability as a means of disseminating
information becomes too much of a reliance thenceforth witnessed thousands and thousands
of shares pertaining to the post with captions
that causes it to be taken advantage of. And
through the years, the essence of being installed that scourge and denounce it as idiotic. As a
Filipino myself, I was infuriated and offended.
With my mind at its peak of emotion, I decided

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