I'm the human equivalent of a cactus:
I'm the human equivalent of a cactus. in People suck. Cats are awesome. Dogs are alright.
- June 24, 2017, 5:48 p.m.
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I may well be the Facebook Blocked List Queen. At last count I, I have over 800 names on my Blocked List. I block all republicans, fundamentalist christians, sport hunters, bigots, and anyone who defends anyone who is. After the last presidential election, I blocked a few people I’d previously really wanted to maintain contact with; including my half sister, and a very old friend, because they supported Cheeto Mc.Pussygrabber. And after that, I gave up on Facebook. It seemed like, sooner or later, I was going to block everyone; so what was the point of even going there?
Obviously I need a new strategy if I’m going back. And I have to go back eventually, to market my art. That’s where I made most of my sales in years past, so it’s something that I have to come up with a plan for.
Presently I’m just posting funny crap from Reddit, and up voting a few, proven decent people.
I’ve been thinking I could apply some of the same strategies that are at work here. Prosebox seems to operate on the unwritten rule that you only comment on an entry if you have something positive to say, and just ignore the rest. (That said, what’s “positive” to me will still surely get me blocked by some people; but I recognize that I’m the human equivalent of a cactus. I own it. It doesn’t bother me, because I can’t help it.)
But Prosebox is also almost entirely text based, with big headers over every entry, and only a sentence or two visible, unless you decide that you want to read something. So if I posted something highly inflammatory, like “Girl eats live rats!”, (which I wouldn’t do, but it was the worst thing that I could think of), you’d see that in the headline, and you wouldn’t have to look at if you didn’t want to. You’d have to click on the entry to reveal that unspeakable horror.
Not like Facebook, obviously, where scrolling down the “home” page is likely to thrust literally anything into your face. Even people you thought you “knew” are liable to post pictures of dying animals or children, thinking they’re supporting a good cause. (No way, Jose. I report every single one of those gorey click bait grotesqueries.)
And how anybody can scroll past something royally upsetting and say nothing is beyond me. It’s surely tied to my abject lack of a filter. - How many times, have how many bosses, teachers, and relatives told me: “You need to learn to let things go in one ear and out the other”; or “You need to get a thicker skin”. - Newsflash, assorted dip wads of my past: I’m neurologically incapable.
So do I just not scroll down the home page anymore? Only look at stuff posted by people I’m specifically following and getting notices about? (Which is what I’m doing now.) That should work, until one of them posts something that p!sses me off.
Oooh! I could play Marketing Sociopath with my Art page, because it has its own separate page, and just friend everyone even vaguely interested in the sort of thing that I do, and treat it the way I used to treat my job; pretending to at least not be hostile to everyone.
But even that will only work until someone posts something that p!sses me off. If I could keep up that fake-nice-person act through my flaming temper, I would’nt have lost more than a dozen jobs. - When the need to pretend to be “normal” comes up against my temper; my temper wins. Every. Time. And after years of trying to control it with zero success, (and after being left to freeze and starve by my family- so this is PTSD too), I finally just accepted it, years ago. I decided that anyone who makes me so mad that I could kill them, deserves to die. I won’t kill them, because I don’t want to go to prison; but they’re a despicable piece of sh!t; so I tell them off, and then have NOTHING more to do with them.
So at the moment I’m only looking at things from my Notifications, from people I “follow”, and hoping for the best; but ultimately I can’t help but sort people into two distinct boxes: “Worth knowing” and “Not Worth Knowing”; and all it takes to get into the second category is to post pictures of your grandparent’s farm, where they slaughter animals, (that was a former coworker. Nice girl, but apparently completely without principles), or say something in favor of culling wildlife, or be happy that a GOP politician won anything, or be happy that your dad got a job at a meat plant where they kill chickens all day. - And you can see how I could quickly find myself with half a dozen people I talk to, and hundreds in my blocked list.
And I can look at it realistically, and know that it’s no way to grow a customer base, but have no idea what to do about it.
I have to upvote other people’s stuff, and share it, and comment on it; to spread my own work around. And how to do that without telling a large percentage to go take a slow walk across a busy highway; is just beyond me.
It may literally be impossible.
On the other hand, I’m pre-approved for medical marijuana; and it’s supposed to be up and running here by next September. So that might actually “fix” it. But that’s still over a year away, and I’ll be wrapping up my bookmarks, cards, and two more paintings within the month.
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