On behalf of me and Yoshe, we apologize for our dick-ness in our last post. I always know when I cross some sort of internet blog line when my friends and family start emailing me like “um, do you need some help?” And I never realize it when I’m writing it. But then I’m like, oh I get it. So I did some thinking. Why am I all worked up? It’s not just being sick and pregnant. It’s probably more. Why am I avoiding the internet? Why can’t I blog correctly. The answer to this is always the same.
I’m holding back.
Whenever I don’t feel the ability to be 100% honest in my writing and with you guys, I get dick-ish and develop writer’s block. It’s just how I work. Filterless or go home.
But all of this stuff has been happening in the world. Stuff that I feel so strongly about. SO strongly that I literally don’t have it in me to fight my point of view. I don’t have it in me to “educate” anyone on another perspective than their own.
And I haven’t wanted to write about any of it for fear of the comments. But that’s part of the territory right? Part of what I signed up for. Part of why you read this slop.
But I don’t want to delve into my personal beliefs about Joe Paterno and Penn State or Chick Fil-A or the election or if we should or should not burn somee cards to the ground already. Because simply by knowing others personal beliefs about all of these things have made me look at people differently (for right or wrong). And not just people but friends. Like specific friends.
See, there was a sort of blissful ignorance before the dawn of social media where you didn’t know anyone’s opinions on politics, religion or The Bachelorette. Now we know everything. And it’s impossible to not judge. You can’t forget once you know that your high school volleyball teammate now “likes” My Little Pony S&M or worse, Nickelback. Or you see your 60 year old Uncle “like” Hey Dude circa Nickelodeon 1988. You’re like whaaaat? And then the next time you see them like you’re like staring at the ground trying not to mention horses, ponies or dude ranches. It’s weird.
So for better or worse, I’m a little sad today. I hate to see hate. I hate to see discrimination. But just because I now “see” it now doesn’t mean it wasn’t always there. The blinders are just off now.
So I ccould blame facebook. But I can’t really do that. Because facebook also brings me things like this:
And for that social media, we thank you.
And also Andrea Logie who is the queen of the internet.
And please, as I didn’t go into the great depths of controversy here, I’m going to ask that you do not as well. Maybe in the future we’ll talk more but not today. And if you give me a contraction, I’ll have this baby in your bathtub.
Love and Lust,