The internets are funny
This made me spit out my pina colada. I found it on Ravelry which is a freaking knitting site, but has boards for all sorts of topics. They have buttons at the bottom of each post that you can click that say: love, agree, disagree, funny, interesting, educational. Each time a button is clicked by an individual user the number next to it goes up. Sweet idea until they turn out to be serious fucking business. In this case someone not only got riled up about the buttons, but paints a lovely picture of just who exactly is pushing them.
And suebee is right. You have to ignore the button trolls, or learn to enjoy them as I have. If you type "my aunt died today", they will click "funny. If you type,"Today is my 30th birthday!", they will disagree. And I will tell you why: They are all priggish, stringy-haired narcissists who live in denial. They all wear second-hand clothes and VERY expensive Doc Martens. They smugly shop for mealy apples at the co-op. I know because I see them there. (You can't beat those prices on bulk foods and herbs!) Their noses are pierced and they claim to be bi-curious. They smell like garlic and patchouli and nag champa. They sit in coffee houses and sullenly read Sylvia Plath (holding the book so that everyone can see) or, if they are real radicals, Saul Alinsky. They feel superior and incredibly educated. Too bad not one of them has ever read a history or philosophy book that has any real scholarly merit. So, they sit at the computer, wallowing in their unmitigated uselessness and hubris by trolling conservative groups to click their little buttons. If even one of their ideas is challenged, they respond with ad hominem attacks and spittle. They wear a uniform of non-conformity. Jeneane Garofalo is their fashion idol. I know exactly who they are because they are all exactly the same. I think I would rather live at Gitmo than live one of their sorry, sad lives.
Now back to your regularly scheduled gender-based abortions. Oh, joy.
Someone needs to tell this woman that it's all about the skinny jeans and big sunglasses now. Doc Martins are so conformist.
And suebee is right. You have to ignore the button trolls, or learn to enjoy them as I have. If you type "my aunt died today", they will click "funny. If you type,"Today is my 30th birthday!", they will disagree. And I will tell you why: They are all priggish, stringy-haired narcissists who live in denial. They all wear second-hand clothes and VERY expensive Doc Martens. They smugly shop for mealy apples at the co-op. I know because I see them there. (You can't beat those prices on bulk foods and herbs!) Their noses are pierced and they claim to be bi-curious. They smell like garlic and patchouli and nag champa. They sit in coffee houses and sullenly read Sylvia Plath (holding the book so that everyone can see) or, if they are real radicals, Saul Alinsky. They feel superior and incredibly educated. Too bad not one of them has ever read a history or philosophy book that has any real scholarly merit. So, they sit at the computer, wallowing in their unmitigated uselessness and hubris by trolling conservative groups to click their little buttons. If even one of their ideas is challenged, they respond with ad hominem attacks and spittle. They wear a uniform of non-conformity. Jeneane Garofalo is their fashion idol. I know exactly who they are because they are all exactly the same. I think I would rather live at Gitmo than live one of their sorry, sad lives.
Now back to your regularly scheduled gender-based abortions. Oh, joy.
Someone needs to tell this woman that it's all about the skinny jeans and big sunglasses now. Doc Martins are so conformist.