While I have thoroughly enjoyed my Twitter experience to this point, I am quite thankful of the "block" option, especially when it comes to the following demographics:
PA (Pacifieroholics Anonymous): Unless we're talking about our own children, I can't think of a time when a person would say, "You know who I love more than anyone else? Whiners!" Just the other day, I posted a link to an article which a follower didn't find interesting, so she felt the need to comment, saying, "Are you ever going to post anything of importance? Seriously?" Really? If she had read the article and wanted to make a comment about it, so be it, but of what point is there, other than whining, to go out of her way to complain about an article's title which doesn't intrigue her? So, as I typically do, I handed her a pacifier and carried on with my day.
Seriously serious: There are times I wonder if people even bother to read my profile before following me. I don't hide my identity or beliefs any. In my bio, I mention that I'm a satirist and think the Tea Party so crazy, a Long Island Iced Tea party would be more sane. So why some feel the need to follow me and criticize my satirical tweets as being offensive is beyond me. That'd be like me following a musician and tweeting to them, "Why do you always have to tweet about the instruments you play and the gigs you have? It's boring!" I mean, what do these people expect, for me, a satirist, to regularly tweet about the dictionary, encyclopedia, and periodic table? Actually, I do mention those in tweets on occasion, so nevermind...
Their friends' greatest enemy: I'm progressive and am leaning toward Bernie Sanders, however, am also realistic in thinking Hillary Clinton will be the Democratic nominee. I try not to show bias toward either candidate with my tweets, but do post news about them both. Whenever I post a positive story about Sanders, a handful of Clinton supporters will bash Bernie, and vice versa when I post a positive story about Clinton. Can't we all just get along, and by "we," I mean Democrats? Perhaps after a candidate gets rewarded with the party's nomination, the two can start a short bar-hopping reality series, entitled, Weekend At Hillary and Bernie's.
"I like long walks on the beach...and trolling": Who doesn't love trolls, right? Trolls are like construction: They always seem to be around, don't seem to do anything productive, and while there are days when things are going well and they don't phase you, there are other days when they're cause for a migraine. Fortunately, unlike with construction, we can block trolls.
"Sarcasm is like a foreign language or something...": While I'll be the first to admit that it's becoming increasingly more difficult to differentiate satire from reality at times, I'll also be the first to say it's incredibly sad how regularly this seems to occur. Even when I post articles by writers at The Onion or Andy Borowitz, I'll receive multiple angry comments, saying something along the lines of: "These people are sick!" or "How can we let this happen?!?" or "I can't believe this is true! On second thought, I can!" Oh, but I wish you wouldn't...
...to be continued... (well, maybe...)
PA (Pacifieroholics Anonymous): Unless we're talking about our own children, I can't think of a time when a person would say, "You know who I love more than anyone else? Whiners!" Just the other day, I posted a link to an article which a follower didn't find interesting, so she felt the need to comment, saying, "Are you ever going to post anything of importance? Seriously?" Really? If she had read the article and wanted to make a comment about it, so be it, but of what point is there, other than whining, to go out of her way to complain about an article's title which doesn't intrigue her? So, as I typically do, I handed her a pacifier and carried on with my day.
Seriously serious: There are times I wonder if people even bother to read my profile before following me. I don't hide my identity or beliefs any. In my bio, I mention that I'm a satirist and think the Tea Party so crazy, a Long Island Iced Tea party would be more sane. So why some feel the need to follow me and criticize my satirical tweets as being offensive is beyond me. That'd be like me following a musician and tweeting to them, "Why do you always have to tweet about the instruments you play and the gigs you have? It's boring!" I mean, what do these people expect, for me, a satirist, to regularly tweet about the dictionary, encyclopedia, and periodic table? Actually, I do mention those in tweets on occasion, so nevermind...
Their friends' greatest enemy: I'm progressive and am leaning toward Bernie Sanders, however, am also realistic in thinking Hillary Clinton will be the Democratic nominee. I try not to show bias toward either candidate with my tweets, but do post news about them both. Whenever I post a positive story about Sanders, a handful of Clinton supporters will bash Bernie, and vice versa when I post a positive story about Clinton. Can't we all just get along, and by "we," I mean Democrats? Perhaps after a candidate gets rewarded with the party's nomination, the two can start a short bar-hopping reality series, entitled, Weekend At Hillary and Bernie's.
"I like long walks on the beach...and trolling": Who doesn't love trolls, right? Trolls are like construction: They always seem to be around, don't seem to do anything productive, and while there are days when things are going well and they don't phase you, there are other days when they're cause for a migraine. Fortunately, unlike with construction, we can block trolls.
"Sarcasm is like a foreign language or something...": While I'll be the first to admit that it's becoming increasingly more difficult to differentiate satire from reality at times, I'll also be the first to say it's incredibly sad how regularly this seems to occur. Even when I post articles by writers at The Onion or Andy Borowitz, I'll receive multiple angry comments, saying something along the lines of: "These people are sick!" or "How can we let this happen?!?" or "I can't believe this is true! On second thought, I can!" Oh, but I wish you wouldn't...
...to be continued... (well, maybe...)
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