I consider myself something of a foodie, so I was excited to try this new Vietnamese place that opened in my neighborhood. Unfortunatey, though they advertised traditional noodle soup, the soup was not exactly authentic. In addition, they charged me extra for it! Needless to say, I walked out, yelling, “Fee? Fie! For faux pho?”
(note–this rant previously was posted on Facebook, but it bears repeating. Besides, I don’t write new material all that often, so…)
Look, I believe I am more progressive than most people, and I’m not above virtue signaling, even when nobody might notice (side note – – when did it become a bad thing to ‘signal’ that you have virtue?).
Hell, I even changed the voice on my Google home assistant to one of the male options, because I didn’t like the idea of telling a ‘woman’ what song to play.
Someone posted a picture of Olivia Newton-John (WHOM I ADORED) on my feed, and some random dude felt they needed to comment that “as far as I’m concerned, she represented a major turn away from feminism.”
First of all, stop it. Secondly, stop it. Olivia made a lot of people happy in a world where not a lot of people are…happy. Let her rest in peace, and maybe fight battles that matter.
TL;DR I quit Twitter and moved a bunch of my tweets here.
I used to tweet. A lot. Of couirse, this was before anybody’ (and by ‘anybody’ I mean ‘I’) realized that Twitter was a toxic cesspoool filled with misinformation and bullying–essentially, high school with blue check marks. I tweeted somewhere in the neighborhood of 1,100 tweets before billionaire (and villain in a direct-to-cable TV movie) Elon Musk put down his bong long enough to impulse buy Twitter. Continue reading