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Okay… so this morning I have enough time to think and I realize just how much this bothers me and just how much I need to get this out of my head. There are things that drive me out of my tree (this is one of them) that I can vent about and there are some that I know venting will not help even in my head.
So vent I will
I am on Facebook. I joined Facebook to, frankly, keep track of my kids and to kind of patrol what they were saying and to try to derail (when they were minors) any stupidity that I thought I might be able to derail.
I read (when I can) posts that other people post. I smile at the cat and dog posts. I cringe at the plethora of rhetoric that has descended in the past year. I read and I think
And what has been eating at me so much lately (other than the posts that deride others if they don’t agree or that do the neener neener neener dance over and over and over again) are the posts that ask how many likes can this person get, how many likes can this poor puppy get, like and share and comment and jump up and down on one foot and scream to the cosmos if your God is a vain and needy God.
I just paged through an entire “page” of how many likes can this get, how many likes can that get, how many likes… like me like me like me like me! The person in the picture will probably never know how many “likes” they got. But the person who is doing nothing to improve anything, nothing to help, nothing to make a difference is getting a BAZILLION likes for posting a picture that elicits emotion. Yay for popularity contests.
My God is not a needy God. I honestly don’t think He gives a rats ass how many people on Facebook like a post about Him or comment Amen (Overcoming cerebral palsy, type Amen if God is good…. Can they get a amen with alot of likes… 100 likes in 2 minutes guys ? cutest baby ever)… I think He is too busy with important shit to really worry about His ratings on Facebook… or the number of like YOU are getting by posting that people should like comment and share.
No, I won’t
and the more you beg me to, the less likely I am to like ANY of your crap and the more likely I am to unlike a page and scroll on past your crap.
There are things that I will share. Yeah, probably entirely too many but the ones I share speak to ME and are targeted at ME because they make me think. Yeah, it makes me smile when one of my pictures that I take with my phone while I’m in the out and about get liked on Facebook or when something I’ve said here or in my writing blog get liked (because then I can kid myself into believing that my words have touched lives and made a difference). But for me it is more the knowing that something that I’ve done or said has maybe helped someone… that maybe I have made a small difference even just for a day.
It’s not a popularity contest.
If something has helped, I am incredibly happy that it has helped.
If something has made you smile or think or understand a little better, then that is even better.
There are times that I would love to have certain people like my crap because then I would think that maybe they understood. But they don’t and… they don’t… but I’m used to that.
So I will end my rant and I will work harder at planting flowers and spreading Joy and being a tiny light in the darkness.
Love and Light