The good news first, my family (as in my immediate biological rellies not my fashy goys) had some very good news after a drastic years-long draught. So natürlich it:
So I dared to traverse ye dreaded Facebook again to add my voice of celebratory and sugary goodness. I scrolled through my various ‘friends’ posts. As a composite my ‘friends’ look like a diversity commercial. It’s funny that I am by the dominant paradigm lie a ‘bigot’ and a ‘racist’ bc of course all white people are bc P.O.C™. have decided that whites are in fact superior and they will fight to the death to hold onto their faith in their inferiority all the while blaming us.
Well okay then. I mean it’s not like there is anything I can do about it. Envy all the Beckies hair and obsess over us all day-long and just see how happy that makes you. You are not my problem. No wonder we invent everything. All the noblely sad people of color are auto-redialing whities and hanging-up when we say hello bc they believe they are just not worthy.
The only real reason I fashed-out is at some point I recognized the profound hostility P.O.C.™ have for us and am healthy enough to know we need and deserve protection from this. Snow people are the most empathetic and our kindness has been horrendously exploited. Ironically the agitators against us are not the P.O.C.™ self-haters (of course I know #notallpeoplewhoarenotwhite but the marxists that the (((media))) wants to pornify)- the P.O.C.™ are just the tools of the truly evil who either need misery to live or are just misery addicts. I am sure the answer will come to me. Bc as God always tells me, “Hope you’re my favorite, that’s why I sent Hateful to protect you.”
Anyhoo- I am keruzing for a beruzing as I check out my ‘friends’ FB !!!STATUS!!!. Every single one of them is super smart and posting their very well researched political opinions on the FB! It’s beautiful! I scroll through pushing ‘like’ ‘like’ thinking ‘OMG you’re kidding you would like that’ and then pushing ‘like’. I also made a few comments that consisted of: “You look beautiful!” “Oh such smart and fashionable babies you have!” All of my sentiments were sincere.
It wasn’t until I hit my Sh1tlord Uncle’s post that I recognized what was happening to me. I saw his name. Like me, he is rarely on FB and more out of professional pressure than pleasure. I felt my body relax and hoped that he would say something truthful and real and informed vs. the many “Girls for president and Trump is a meanie!” posts that I had ignored. No it was just a song. Songs are good but no.
So natürlich I felt:
Some of these people on my FB I know quite well and love a lot. After the hiccup with my uncle’s post though I couldn’t help but notice that the major reason I stay off FB is I don’t want to see their chronically uniformed and self-righteous virtue w/o virtue signaling posts. How I only say pretty-pony positive stuff while they feel freer than Hell to post dogmatic and idiotic proclamations of ‘political science’ when 99.9% of them not only do not know of what they speak but have no real interest in it.
My problem is I have been accused of being exceptionally smart my entire life. I take issue with that especially in light of many of the life decisions I have made and have nothing but rue-filled tears to remember them by. Nevertheless this has been a huge issue for even some of my closest ‘friends’. This is a bigger problem for every single FB friend and even some of my immediate fam than the fact that Hillary is the most famous serial killer in the world. That Benghazi was no accident but a deliberate murderous cover-up. That she sells security. That she hates Americans. That we are being waged war against. That we are the bulwark of christian kindness and the whole world will suffer w/o our influence. That the sad dusty child photobombed from Aleppo was harmed by her policy.
So I don’t say anything bc more than once I have been rejected by good ‘friends’ who scream things at me like, “I am so sick of your superior intelligence!. It’s ironic bc I don’t share their opinion. I think everyone has a unique and powerful intelligence. They never ask what I think though. They are just afraid I have something they don’t have access to. I do just as they do.
So after all my “you so pretty” posts bc people like that and even I know that. It occurred to me that even if I posted the mildest of my opinions I would receive a sound scolding by people who can’t even name all the countries in Africa. By people who don’t know the history of Brazil or Rhodesia. By Americans who don’t know the history of the United States. And they don’t care. They just want to hump other people’s legs w/ their pretend virtue/victimhood/naked aggression.
Recently, out of the dumb kindness of my own heart I helped a health professional I know by allowing her to survey me about lifestyle et al. It was tedious. Question: “What are your hobbies?” Answer: “Avoiding people”. She laughed. I raised my eyebrows. Still I fight an still I hope and still I love pretty much everything.
I find refuge in beautiful sound. All the best people are a bit mad. So thank-you for pushing up against the membrane Tori.