Man, I really do like blogs… I mean, real weblogs, right, where people write about their lives, their experiences, what they’re thinking about. Awesome.
It is a question of always staying ahead with the propaganda, isn’t it? Be first with bold statements, half truths, plain lies, comments that make no sense and ‘jokes’. How does that work? I mean, anyone with half a brain can refute everything he says, but there he is, still at the top of his game.
The only thing I think works, is to not feed the algorithm, don’t respond, retweet, like comments, etc.
Maybe I shouldn’t even post this. Let’s just get back to the nice day this Saturday slowly is turning out to be.
It’s okay to be angry if there’s a good reason for it. Everybody has a right to be angry.
Dafuk?! WTH is wrong with Facebook..? No, wait… don’t answer that.
BTW, what the hell was I thinking when I engaged in that Twitter exchange, I posted about here earlier? I mean, I was not listening, he was not listening and (oh, quelle surprise!) nobody actually cared about who said what anyway, I saw after checking the stats of my tweets.
And I think that that is where a big difference lies between tweets en blog posts. In tweets I’ll have a much bigger chance of seeing a remark by someone I probably don’t know that well, did not really take a closer look at, can not see where they are coming from, do not want or need to know where they are coming from, etc. etc.
With blogging that is different, I like to think. The very nature and dynamics of how blogs work, makes for a different approach by both readers and posters. I have yet to come across blog posts (although I am sure they are out there) that have a nasty tone of voice, either in the post itself, or in the comments below it.
And maybe that is because as a blogger, I feel more like the owner of my blog, my collection of posts, thoughts, and even the reactions of ‘my’ visitors. It is my address, my place, my online home.
Last Saturday I went with my wife to Wassenaar, near The Hague, here in the Netherlands, so she could cast her vote in the Indonesian presidential elections. Yesterday the voting in Indonesia itself took place and based on the quick count today the results are in: looks like another term for Jokowi.
Since the tweets in my post about the exchange with wannabe-senator Samual Williams weren’t shown the right way, I edited the post and at the same time added some context. If you want to check it out: What do the Democrats have to do with the Notre Dame burning?
Mark the dream
And fill that void
Don’t lose your footing
Sleep will catch you
And life will end
Back to us
“Get over here, baby…”
I almost forgot how awesome this song is.
(Which reminds me, I should replace the needle of my record player some day soon. So that I can just play the album again.)
Last night I had a little exchange with wannabe-senator Samuel Williams.
It started off with this tweet by Williams, in which he thought that the tragedy with the Notre Dame would be a nice point to use in his beef with the Democrats:
To which I replied:
Willams immediately tried to use this (typical response tactic of politicians who don’t want to really get into stuff, just want to turn everything around so it suits their strategy):
After which I thought it became time to wrap it up:
He didn’t respond to this anymore. Aw…
This may not be a fucking
haiku, but damn
It’s really short