About This Blog
This is like any other Bible: People read it, and interpret it as they wish…
You should also note that I have an occasional tendency to curse… but never without good reason, always tastefully, and only when I truly believe it is the best word, expression, or phrase at hand… ‘Language’ is both beautiful and useful; this is why rather than fear it, I honor it, and craft it.
Recently, I reread this ‘About’ page and decided it was time to get ‘real.’ It was only at that moment that I realized I didn’t start this blog solely out of reverence for the truth and in honor of “the ancestors”; I started this blog out of frustration with Facebook. Unlike many of my ‘friends,’ I don’t have a huge family. I’ve never had the opportunity to trade or display weekly, updated family photos, or experienced any great love for cats. Don’t get me wrong, I love animals, and I know enough about them to know that they know more about love than almost any human I’ve ever met. In fact, most cats adore me… My problem with cats is that I’m violently allergic to them…
This is a “dark” blog. It’s “dark” in that much of the discussion goes on behind the scenes, in the shadows. I’ve chosen to discuss, here, topics that many would either rather not discuss, or would discuss — if they didn’t have to put their names on the discussion. The result has been that I have had “visitors” from Australia, China, South Africa, and Georgia (as in The Soviet Republic of…). I’ve learned a great deal by being able to share so many different perspectives, and have discovered that the “kindness of strangers” often exceeds the “love,” i.e., attention (not meant at all sarcastically), one gets from friends. As such, my readers may choose either to publish their thoughts on this blog, or to email me privately.
I’ve had more than one FB account in my life. The first one I had, I started only because a tech-savvy friend was worried about my lack of engagement with social media. After opening it and inviting about seven ‘friends,’ I eventually forgot the password and couldn’t seem to convince the folks at FB that I was myself. I was devastated. Psyche. I actually got some momentum going with my second FB account. I even acquired a few more friends. But one day, in a fit of pique, I deleted the entire account because of just one person. Yes, I could have simply made her posts invisible, but I was unnerved by the fact that everyone responded to them and began to think, “I really do need some new ‘friends.’ This woman would post something like, “My ass hurts. Wow. My ass has never hurt so much as it hurts today.” Then, the next thing ya’ knew, absolute waves of people would “like” the statement (and I still don’t understand that…), or they’d say things like, “Oh, poor, Dimwitia! When my ass hurts, I usually…” Sometimes there’d be as many as 30 responses, or more, and I would scroll down the page, having one of many of my Apocalypse, Now moments, thinking, “The horror… the horror…” So, I cancelled that account.
I’m now on my third and final account. I consider it final because I probably won’t delete it again because I have about 40 ‘friends’ now, and I must admit, j’Adore the News Feed. I learn so much from the contributors, and the frenetic back-and-forth of it all suits my news-gathering style when I’m in my “fun” mode. But I’m still not quite happy with FB. I’ve found that whenever I try to engage in social commentary, rage against the machine, or explore issues of race, sexuality, or any politic outside the Demo-Republican framework, there’s just silence — except for a quiet “like” or two, and the responses of a very few whose engagement I’ve come to enjoy, not to mention, value, a lot. It’s not that there isn’t that kind of give-and-take in Facebook — it’s just that you have to have acquired a “following.” Generally, it appears that if you want to have a generally guaranteed “response rate” of at least ten people to any given post, you need to have about 800 “friends.” With my 40 or so “friends,” I’d be lucky to get a ‘response’ to a suicide note. And just in case you didn’t know it, people have posted suicide notes or ‘threats’ on Facebook and received no response. This is a frightening thought when you consider that many people really believe that FB “friends” are true ‘friends.’ If anything, my Facebook experience prepared me for the business of a “dark” blog.
Even when I have posted something timely or controversial, or whatever, and not received a response, I’ve noticed that someone on my News Feed will post a different article about the same topic — never the same one… I can’t help but think of something the inimitable and irreplaceable Gore Vidal said, “Whenever a friend succeeds, a little something in me dies…” I have “friends” who are extremely ‘competitive’ (for lack of a better word) in that way. Rather than admit you’ve made a good point, or challenge you as having made a bad point, they simply ignore you, i.e., they don’t respond, at all. Or if they say something on their page, and you offer a thoughtful response, they either ignore it, or your response disappears… I’ve learned to keep it ‘light’ because the minute I don’t, I’ve got to start building my ‘frivolous brand’ all over again by posting pictures of cats applying underarm deodorant, or even, by inventing a fictitious boil on my own ass…
I’m not famous; I struggle to make a living; I question people I oughtn’t (PhDs, males of every color, people with full-time jobs); and I write for the worst reason of all — I simply need to write. Here’s my Brief Bio.
This space, unlike Facebook, is where I come to be myself. Kinda’. And part of being myself entails discussing other important matters, besides understandably beloved cats and families, beloved or not, that have to do with what’s going on in the world, and how people are treating each other. Nonetheless, I do realize a Web site about the ‘face’ of things, i.e., Facebook, was probably never meant to be used in the way I’ve tried to use it.
And whether or not we believe in a Supreme Deity, we should all bow our heads and give thanks that we still have the ability to express our views in this, however imperfect, great nation of ours. Our brothers and sisters in China, and all over the world aren’t so lucky. So, please, continue to rage against the Machine, and the dying of the light, that would try to silence, edit, or censor our fair, truthful, and reasonable freedom of speech, keeping in mind that all of those terms are open to interpretation, and thus argument.
It’s not the challenge that’s dangerous, but rather, its quelling and quashing by cowards, liars, incompetents, racists, sexists, xenophobes, homophobes, “God’s appointed,” the clueless, the privileged, and those who have anything at all to lose by open discussion or examination.
Have a nice day.
…because there’s nothing like good information.®
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