5th
To regain oneself
Here’s the thing about individualism: It necessarily entails going against the grain.
I was talking with a friend about Twitter and Favrd (they’re the same thing, right?) the other day and was relating my recent disenchantment with the whole affair. As I explained it to her: I don’t like the feeling of attachment to Favrd, because it is too effectively a baited hook toward which I’m far too tempted to swim. And in the name of entertaining others, I betray myself. And there’s inevitably a consequence here, a backlash against betrayal.
It finds its form as the rebound lover of maniacal self-entertainment, wherein the part of myself I’ve neglected to stimulate rebels, sticking a big middle finger at all concern for you poor people, and goes on a kind of absurd humorific drunken bender for an audience of precisely one.
There has to be a better way, and I have to find it unless I’m willing to seal the deal now on this fracture within me. And I like experiments, so here’s one I’m going to try:
Starting today, and until April 1, I will no longer read Favrd like my grandpa tending to his police scanner. That’s a serious change, and one my girlfriend and kids will probably appreciate deeply. Also, I will refrain from participating in any memes*. My energy has drifted from having been focused on creating things, and that’s a change in need of reversion.
Honestly, I doubt anyone else will notice these changes, and this very post is nothing more than a note-to-self made public rather than left private. It’s an appeasement of the urge to occasionally share what’s real with you wonderful, imaginary people behind whose online facades I’ve convinced myself dwell actual, living friends.
*Excludes argument invalidation, which I consider less a meme than a way of life, and for which a separate channel has now been established.
