If there’s a range when it comes to social media endurance, I’m probably at the low, low end. Like, the weakling end.

I have a natural tripwire; when my brain has had enough of the chaos and noise of social media, it just nopes out, and when it does, it nopes out hard whether I like it or not. During these periods, I worry about losing friendships because I become this intense digital hermit. Because these periods can last for weeks.

However, for some reason, this week, my natural tripwire did not trip. I found myself totally entranced by the Paris Olympics, and not in a good way. Specifically, the ghastly opening ceremony that many Christians around the world regard as blasphemous.

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