Life happens

I've been trying to remember that I have a comfortable place to blog again with a familiar "feel" to when I started blogging almost 16 years ago.


I never really could get into blogging in other places. Not sure why.

But in time, I'll re-establish the habit, and perhaps find another source of happiness and tranquility.

I've been working to purge my multiple social media locales of negativity. The last four years have REALLY been a shock to the psyche, and within a week of tr*mp leaving the White House, the news media calmed right the fuck down and there was no reason to listen to NPR or other sources for 13 hours a day, waiting for the next fucked up thing to happen.  I am listening to music and podcasts again.  It's like a breathe of fresh air.  But it's not the first.

My first breathe of fresh air came two or so years ago when I went on a blocking spree on facebork. I blocked everybody in my family, save two aunts. One of them eventually unfriended me (thankfully!) because she'd post racist and fascist trash, and I'd call her on it every time.  The other logs in once every few weeks.  I also blocked every person in my wife's family, from those I was friends with to those I was not friends with. I threw in extended family I'd met once or twice, and their close friends whom I knew and their boyfriends/girlfriends/children/whatever.  Shit got nice real quick and I didn't have to stress over sharing my feelings about life.

The next breathe of fresh air came when I moved to twitter from facebork. I caught a 24-hour ban on facebook for making a self-deprecating joke about men on a post shared by a feminist page that I really loved. It was an auto-ban from the FB algorithm. It was fast, and there was no mercy or intelligence involved. That turned me off sooooooooooooo fast. If I didn't get banned for telling one of my wife's former classmates to "go fuck your sister, you nazi piece of shit," then why should I get banned for a light-hearted joke about the stupidity of men around naked women?  Since then, I've kept twitter a happy place for me.  I mainly avoid a lot of discussion that gets me riled up, and I block liberally.  I intend to keep it a happy place.

But twitter isn't great for blogging.  So this exists.

Feel free to comment on anything you see and want to comment on. If I don't like it, I'll ignore it.  If I REALLY don't like it, and you just suck, I'll just block you too.  It might be personal, it might not.  Really, I'm just trying to maintain my sanity and keep my blood pressure down.  I need to get my adrenaline rushes and endorphin kicks from things other than getting into flame wars.

I need a beer....


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If you really wanted that fresh of breath air, you should've dropped social media as a whole. Social media is overall negative to people's mental health; not to get political but the fact that you think that former President Trump really was bad enough to deserve a form of censorship shows the extent that the internet has affected your perception of the world and your fellow countrymen.

My fiancée was extremely political (seemingly on the opposite side of the coin as you) and anxious about the state of the world. Her phone had broken sometime mid-February, leading to an involuntary social media detox. After about a week of using communicating almost exclusively via laptop (something she had pretty much never used on a consistent basis), she said she felt purified, as though something truly detrimental was lifted off her shoulders. Now, rather than seeing everything through a hyper-political lens, she's more at ease.

And so, I'd really recommend hopping off the internet, or at least major social medias. Avoid watching the news outside of local stuff (weather and such). Don't remain entirely ignorant to issues you can help with, but don't allow the weight and state of the world trample you with worry.

In short, be stoic. Be happy.


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