Twenty-two comments in under an hour … and every single one is in hysterics about this non-scandal. Not a single one asks whether the person asking the question has nothing better to do with his/her time … which is what I was tempted to post.
Other things I was tempted to post include, “I’m not sure which is worst. What did Limbaugh, the Daily Caller, and Fox News conclude?” and, “This is the best Facebook thread I’ve read all day. Thank you for the smiles.”
I’m inclined to post the same exact question on my Facebook Timeline … just to see what happens.
The thing I’m most thankful for today is that tomorrow everyone on Facebook will stop telling me what they’re thankful for.
It’s been going on all month now and, boy howdy, it’s exhausting.
That Thing Where…
Facebook recommends that you befriend a guy you didn’t like in high school and — wouldn’t you know it? — he’s a grown man wearing a bowtie in his profile picture and his only public “Like” is Mitt Romney.
Apparently spying on me all these years has taught you precious little, Facebook.
Today’s Comment of the Day comes from our new friend Shelley Broadway, who isn’t used to people disagreeing with her.
She went on a little rant over on her Facebook page about how I didn’t link to her post and how I twisted her words by not quoting her entire blog post about how she convinced her 10 year old child that Obamcare was bad based on a poorly-constructed analogy designed to convince her child that Obamacare was bad.
When I pointed out to her that, in fact, the entire title of my blog post was a link to her post and that there was another link to her post within my post, her reply was:
Clearly, you can read. Go read the original blog post and you’ll have your answers. I haven’t time to waste on you - repeating - repeatedly - what I’ve already said. I refuse to waste any more of my time on you, when you’ve CLEARLY got your fingers in your ears going “Not listening! I can’t hear you!”
I have the masses to entertain - not you - and the last three days spent riding the merry-go-round with self-entitled whiney people who think they should be handed everything on a silver platter has me quite dizzy. As I said before - I didn’t order waffles.
The “I refuse to waste any more of my time on you” was, incidentally, her first reply to my first comment on the subject. So, in other words, “I don’t appreciate being told that I’m wrong so I simply ignore anyone with information that proves me wrong.”
It’s Looney Tunes Day on Facebook, where some people are convinced that blame for the government shutdown falls squarely on the shoulders of Harry Reid and Barack Obama for [gasp!] having the audacity to insist that democratically enacted and judicially approved legislation shouldn’t be undemocratically overturned. And then, to top it all off, the new ACA website isn’t even working properly for the people who think the ACA is unconstitutional to sign up.
The nerve of those Democrats!
I mean, it’s hard to believe they refused to accept a compromise offered by the guys who have pointlessly voted to repeal Obamacare more than 40 times …
Subsequent comments in this Facebook thread, by the way, note that Obamacare isn’t constitutional just because the Supreme Court says so, referring to the John Roberts-led majority in the ACA ruling as “leftist progressives,” and implying that no progressive legislation can ever be constitutional. The general theme is either that a) the people commenting on Facebook are the real experts when it comes to the U.S. Constitution or b) so-called expertise should always be ignored.
Earlier today, my blog’s Facebook page crossed the 300 “Like” threshold (which isn’t so much a threshold as it is just a round number).
But what does this mean?
Basically, that ~4,000 of you haven’t “Liked” my blog on Facebook.
And why might you want to do this?
It’s a good place to comment on things you read here, engage with other people who read this blog, laugh at wingnuts who drop by to express their outrage at things I write … and it also makes it less likely that you’ll miss something I post if you’re not someone who scrolls through all the posts of the various Tumblr blogs you follow.
So, you know, go “Like” it.
I can’t say this photo makes me enthusiastic about the upcoming Iron And Wine show.
"Come to our show; everyone will be crying in their beards all night."
Noted international relations scholar Madonna has weighed in on the conflict in Syria … so we no longer need to talk about whether or not the U.S. should intervene in an attempt to halt the bloodshed.
In all seriousness, I so desperately wish I could somehow ask Madonna — and the 66,000+ people who liked this little photo she uploaded to Facebook and the dozens of people whose similar photos keep popping up in my Timeline — to defend the line, “For humanity’s sake.”
The idea that staying out of the Syrian conflict is so obviously good “for humanity” is just as monstrously foolish as the idea that shooting missiles at Syrian targets is so obviously right and good. But Madonna and so many thousands of others are absolutely certain that humanity is obviously best served by sitting idly by while so many people are killed.
But, then, I suppose a complete lack of nuance is pretty much what made Madonna famous in the first place …
I kicked off a big controversy today after making my feelings about milk drinkers known today (after sitting next to a man on an airplane who spent the flight guzzling down a carton of whole milk).
How many calories do I get to eat in a day? And I’m going to waste a bunch of those calories on milk? No chance.
Here it is, ladies and gentlemen.
This is the winner, hands down, of the most bizarre, head-scratching thing someone I’ve never met and doesn’t know anything about me has said to me on Facebook. The discussion — on the Facebook page of J___, who I know through other friends — was about intervention in Syria. I don’t know anyone else involved in the discussion.
The best part: If you look closely, you’ll note that the guy who wrote this impossibly weird screed edited it after he posted it … because, apparently, it wasn’t quite right.
So, way to go, Mick Wenlock, you fabulous wingnut; you win the Golden Cuckoo!
Ah, Facebook: Where logic goes to die.
OK, this is the last gunsplaining post I’m going to reblog here:
Gunsplaining 102: “I don’t really care how many people get accidentally shot. Perhaps if it happens in my circle of life, I may, but I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it. I’ve already made my responsible choice and will stick too [sic] it.”
If you want more gunplaining, you’ll have to keep an eye on that blog. And, of course, submit any gunsplaining that gets sent your way too!