I missed this threaded replay.
How strange↑. Then again—
It's just the sound of someone you once mistreated coming back to repay the favor.
—at least as strange is the idea that being worth vendetta somehow feels like moving up in the world.
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Which is it? Move on, or keep it up? I'm confused.
I wouldn't bother pinging that post again, except life is what it is and that happens to be the one I have to work with when it all comes up.
So, think of it this way: I have this joke about mgtows that says they still need women, despite what they say; part of the point of going their own way is to be seen going their own way as a means of telling women off.
Anyway, that sounds completely random, I know, but my twitfeed provided a particular, related example when journo and comms professor
Jason Johnson↱ observed—
[Elon] Musk's twitter bid is the perfect encapsulation of the right's disingenuous arguments about free speech. Parler & Gab were supposedly free of the #WokeMob but failed. Why? MAGA doesn't care about speech they want access to different kinds of people they can harass
—and journalist
Elie Mystal↱ added:
White wing social media platforms don't work, because racists don't want to be left alone. They want to find and harass Black people, because the harassment is what makes social media "fun" for them.
And while it's true I was initially thinking about that in a much broader context having to do with things you and I have disagreed about in our time as playground attendants, it just seems far too obvious an occasion to pass over without observing that our neighbor actually came back to a post he had already replied to, saying he had missed the threaded reply, in order to get this off his chest:
You're right. None of us needs you.
I hope he feels better for telling me that. More generally, it's not enough for him to just go on with his life and leave us to our apparently miserable condition; he still needs us to be his audience, still needs to
tell us and
know we hear.
And for the moment, we can simply observe the underlying craven, mean spirit. While it is a perfectly human behavior, circumstance also turns out that the same underlying spiteful need passed through my social media as consideration of a larger-scale, even communal phenomenon.
And, y'know, sure, sometimes life just hands us examples, but then there are days like today. Anyway, yeah, that happened.
