Wednesday, December 26, 2018

Farewell note to 2018, and thank fuck for that.

Let's get this bastard started.

I hope that in 2019 we can all forget the  things from the previous year and move on to those things that actually affect our future in our cities and town and neighbourhoods and fuel bill.

I trust that in 2019 that people have grown up a little and realise that not giving a shit about the thoughts and opinions of other people can have real-world consequences. For example, losing financial support from multiple places. The saying of "sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me" may ring true, but if you lose a comfy life style because you didn't care, that's on you.

I trust that in 2019, that those people loved and cared about, and even those on a more periphery area are still in thoughts by people who assume those people don't care.. But they really do.

In 2019, I hope that online views and finances are not the key to online 'success'. Being able to talk, for better or worse, with people is what I really value about online communication. Cutting down hours or days of travel time into milliseconds of network delay should be celebrated and valued. Over the years people have said to me that inline friends aren't real. I disagree with that unless you are actively pretending to be someone else. Then you're just a basic asshole.

In 2019, I hope that distances are cut even further, with people getting up and meeting people they only know via keyboard. I don't mean meeting online celebs they'll never hangout with. I mean people they can hop in a taxi or a holiday flight, and kick back with a drink or pizza with pineapple on top.

I hope in the coming year, I hope there is less 'conversation' with memes and people actually conversing.

I can't recall all my fuckups, so will just put them in a box of "I'm sorry for all the times I twinged feelings. I'm no saint, but do try to avoid stepping on toes inadvertently. If  things were done or said wrong, that's on me." I try, probably to everyone's detriment, to be who I am in person. If that means not telling something about my person, there's usually a valid reason beyond just being obtuse.

I hope the year after bexit, the UK is still in one piece and the politicians have grown up rather than continuing the backbiting model of today. I hope the SNP fucks off by itself into the distant past where it seems desperate to drag the rest of Scotland.  Let's look forward, and not go with the cheapest contracts - you know, functional schools are a good thing.

I hope that antivaxxers are rounded up  in a large hermetically sealed area and introduced to what their view point really does to people.

That all said, I'm losing patience with online convos.. Well, not really patience as that feels more linear and one sided than I really mean. I mean more of everyone taking part of screwing convos up based on assumptions. I dunno.  Aside from half a dozen people, this year I think I'm going to try and meander back to music, writing, reading, and generally not giving a shit about online problems since the only thing I really need to worry about are bills and generally taking care of my dog. Everything else is out of my grasp.

See you all on the flip side and hope that 2019 brings all the things time rarely seen in the last few years.

-D

Tuesday, August 14, 2018

Twitter and online drama boredom consumes me.

The drama on all fronts simply appears to be wild cases of childish ideals. i.e  "I'm not them", or "They're not someone else who agrees with me or my questionable ideals aren't allowed anymore". Never seen that one before. *sigh*

There are interesting  and worthwhile people of course, but a lot are wrapped up in getting the info from their 'accepted' sources and other sources be damned.

News stories are blown out of proportion as well. Comments that would be ignored because they're expected by that person are suddenly national news. Ah well, the tide will rise and will fall.

Most people  seem to think that a few chats become lifetime friendships or some shit because reasons. I've a few friends online, but even they are casual friends.  People get wrapped up in drama which has no relation to them, beyond fleeting talks. Maybe I'm old and grumpy, but I see people moan about drama, and how their data or friend's information got published more and more. It's simply, don't share your info to anyone online.  The extent of knowledge I give and ask for, is for convenience and trying to avoid social faux pas. I know a some people's issues but outside that, I don't give a crap about what a person does, what they look like, their kinks, what's wrong with them, etc. Makes no diff to me. If I meet someone, it's handy to now what someone generally looks like, but beyond that nadda.

The phases of this seem to come and go in roughly 4 years. Maybe it's people are simply getting older or relationships falter.. I dunno. But there is a rise and fall and it seems to surprise those with a sad regularity.

Or I could just be full of shit.

 New meds. Gotta love the experimentation of hope. I don't mean my doc is some Frankenstein. I mean just feeilng like shit because of th...