"Why are you always trying to piss people off? You would probably have a lot more readers if you toned it down a bit."Sigh.
Dear Random Person On The Internet,
I appreciate you reading, and taking the time to offer your life wisdom.
First of all, I'm not TRYING to piss people off. They choose to be pissed off. I have very little to do with it.
On the second point, you're probably right. I probably would have a lot more readers if I toned down the sarcasm and the passion. If readers and popularity are the goal, I should ignore the insanity of popular thought, keep my opinions to myself, and just post more pictures of my cat (She is an awesome cat, by the way, but she rarely does anything post-worthy. She mostly sleeps and smells like fish.)
|There she is...|
sleeping and smelling like fish.
I get it though. I could sit here like the masses, doing little more than constantly refreshing my inbox, trapped in a constant loop, like a hamster on a wheel, never really doing anything or going anywhere. I could relive the same day over and over like Bill Murray in Groundhog Day. I could swim with the school, graze with the herd, fit in like I'm supposed to, never saying anything that strays from the social script we've been handed. I could see the same things, and think the same thoughts, spew the same platitudes as every poor schmuck trapped on the treadmill. I could stuff myself into the box of acceptable thought and behavior.
I could do all of those things and I would probably have more "friends" and gain more readers.
But to what end? Popularity doesn't equal success and fulfillment. It didn't in high school and it certainly doesn't now that we're out here in "real life".
I don't know how to wake you up to the meaningless horror you must be living. I don't have all the answers. I don't know everything (in actuality I know very little), but I do know this: Watering down my every thought, ignoring every creative notion, denying every idiosyncrasy that stirs inside of me just to ease my fit into a constrictive mold is not for me. Maybe it's easy for you, that's fine. But changing my life and diluting my thoughts to better fit someone else's notion of what my life should be... well there's not enough lube in the world to ease that entry (Yes, there is an inappropriate metaphor here, but I'll leave it to your imagination. My kids are probably reading this).
I refuse to constantly hold back for fear of offending someone. I will not temper my thoughts in order to win some stupid popularity contest, to win some flock of adoring fans. I don't care if I shake things up, because that's really the only thing worth doing.
So, I appreciate the advice there, Well-meaning Internet Life Coach, but...
I really just don't give a shit.
(And neither does my cat.)