I suppose the things I find amusing may not be funny to others. Reckon we’ll see.
My daughter called last night and lightly upbraided me for shutting down my Facebook account. It took some minutes to help her understand (a) I’ve done it before, (b) Assuredly it is not permanent, (c) I have too much going on to have to keep up with it at the moment, (d) I’m tired of passive-aggressive folk whining at me for failing to respond to their “OMG~!!~~” latest status, and (e) Having to keep up with remembering to update my privacy settings every time Facebook decides to introduce another data selling effort “cleverly” disguised as a “feature”. All in all, she understood, but I found it amusing that my daughter was getting on me for not being online enough. (Long history there!!)
Then, today, I receive a snippy little missive in which some random stranger tells me that I am a passive racist.
Yes, please, take a moment to absorb the fullness of the humor. (I thought I was going to pass out laughing, but I managed to retain consciousness.)
Oh, they also informed me that they disapproved of me “dismissing the opinions of others” and that I’m “disdainful and arrogant”.
It’s ok. I’ll give you a few more minutes to get the laughter under control……
Needless to say, I had to regretfully inform said stranger that not only is their opinion not of interest, it was so amusing as an example of projection and attempted manipulation that I am almost certain it is contrived. Can anyone possibly be this self-absorbed; so much so as to think that their opinions not only should but will receive full weight and consideration, particularly when they are so far afield in the weeds of ignorance as to be presidential?
Oh. Man. I’m still laughing. Mostly because the attempt to ensure defensive response by asserting dismissal as arrogant and disdainful fell flat on its ass, but also because apparently, this person actually thought such silly mechanics would work.
“Oh, excuse me, yes, I do disdain and dismiss people who think they are owed anything by me that I have not agreed to grant them. Now, if you please (and even if you don’t), fuck off.” – Moi
It always makes me chuckle how utterly convinced people are that their opinions and thoughts MUST and DO matter to evvvvveryone else around them. I cannot imagine what that life looks like. Seriously. Hell, I’m still surprised to find that anyone actually reads here. The logs are a constant source of amazement to me. I don’t write here “for others”, but for myself. The only reason it’s public at all is that having it so keeps me honest with myself as well as the world (part of practice, enforces the continued whittling of ego, et al).
Well, ok, there is also that whole writer compulsion thing. (See? Honest; even when grudgingly.)
People are amusing things. I know I must amuse a good many people myself. It’s all good; laughter is the best medicine, after all. 🙂