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Let’s Flush the Political Potty

“We in America do not have government by the majority. We have government by the majority who participate.”
Thomas Jefferson, third President of the United States and the primary author of the Declaration of Independence

It’s fitting that I’ve been writing a series on toilets for almost two weeks, because a rant about politics melds nicely with a nasty throne. My blog is not a polemic. It’s primary purpose is to exercise my writing muscles by both informing and entertaining anyone who cares to read it.

Still.

It sickened me to read this series in the Washington Post this week, a detailed investigative report on the stock trades of members of the United States Congress in the lead up to the financial crisis in 2008. The series identified 34 members of Congress, from both political parties, who initiated trades, many within 24 hours after meetings with principals in the United States Treasury Department and the Federal Reserve.

Thirty-four of our elected officials possibly committed the same crime for which Martha Stewart was excoriated and served time in prison. CEO Jeff Skilling was convicted of insider trading in 2006 as part of the fall of Enron. Michael Milken and Ivan Boesky – those names ring any bells?

If I had acted upon the same exact information our elected representatives most likely had, I too would be bound for jail.

According to Wikipedia, it is not technically illegal for members of the United States Congress to profit from knowledge they may gain in their positions, but the Stop Trading on Congressional Knowledge Act (SCORE), passed earlier this year, sought to limit the financial gains of our leaders in a puff piece of legislation that basically turns every type of information they could ever hear into “public” data. Why would they pass something that would limit themselves, after all?

Not one major news outlet that I can find has covered this story or expressed outrage about the financial gains these people had while my pathetic stock portfolio dropped by almost half. I can’t find anything on CNN. Nothing on Fox News. Ditto MSNBC and the networks. Please correct me if I missed it, because I’m not the most detailed-oriented person I know.

My problem with this story doesn’t lie with our elected officials. I expect them ALL – regardless of party – to be sleaze bags who are out for number one. They spend all their time raising money to get re-elected and passing laws to benefit themselves and their cronies, and they DO NOT CARE ABOUT ME. Period.

What bothers me is the apathy of the average American. The “I can’t do anything about it” mentality. The divisive clinging to the party line, or the feeling that a vote is merely a choice between the lesser of two evils.

Wake up, American voter. Our entire political process is broken. It’s suffused with corruption, regardless of party. You participate with your vote. If we continue to stand by and vote the same self-serving, bilious people into office – or if we refuse to exercise our right to vote at all – we deserve the government we get.

The United States Congress is the worst toilet imaginable. Let’s flush every single running incumbent out of office this November. I fear it’s the only way We the People have a chance.

Facebook? Fleecebook!

If you use Facebook, and you believe that your identity is YOURS, then please read this post.

You may have heard that Facebook is preparing an initial stock offering. All those changes you’ve been noticing in recent months? The ones that make it impossible for you to decipher your own profile page? To find anyone you care about? To read anything that interests you?

Or, what about all the upgrades? Like, the ads you see EVERYWHERE? Or, the messages that tell you your friend so-and-so likes such-and-such, and why don’t you like it, too? Or, the ‘recent updates’ button in the newsfeed, that somehow converts itself to ‘top stories’ at random, inexplicable intervals?

According to this article in TechCrunch, your average personal Facebook profile post only reaches 12% of your friends. Wonder why you posted how you had herpes, and nobody cared?

12%.

You got engaged, and nobody congratulated you?

12%.

You were having a VERY BAD DAY and vented on Facebook, and most of your friends said…….nothing?

12%.

Business pages do not fare any better. Over the past year or so, businesses have been encouraged to have as many Likers (formerly Fans) as possible. Now, Facebook has downgraded their admission of viewership of business pages from 16% to the same 12% number as personal profile pages.

All those things you gave away to get people to like your page?

12%.

All that time you spent begging your friends to click the Like button?

12%.

All that money you paid to companies to help you build a base of Likers?

12%.

We need to take back ownership of our own identities, people. Facebook has made a business decision, for the benefit themselves and their pending shareholders, to become FLEECEBOOK, the Advertising Platform Formerly Known as Facebook. They are no longer a social network.

If you do not want them to know the varying size and color of your underwear, or the contents of your stomach without the benefit of an autopsy, or the color of your pubic hair, you need to change the way you use their platform. Because, let me tell you right now, they are mining EVERY SINGLE SOLITARY THING you click, you share, you read, you join, you play and you download, and they are connecting dots with EVERY SINGLE SOLITARY THING the people you interact with most do, and they are selling that information to EVERYBODY WHO WILL PAY FOR IT.

We have all agreed to have casual, unprotected sex with a very, very bad partner.

So, here’s what I propose.

Click on things you don’t really like at all just to screw with them. Share things you’d never read in a million years just because. Edit your ‘close friends’ list to be a random assortment of those friends you really hate, just to mess up the research they’re selling to advertisers about you. Only 12% of your friends will see any of this nonsense anyway, so why does accuracy really matter so much to you?

If we’re not sharing anything meaningful, Facebook is worthless to the very people who are about to become billionaires by selling the information we flippantly give away: information about ourselves, what we like, what we buy, what we do, where we go.

Take action to stop Facebook from Fleecebooking you.

Waiting to Come Home

I guess I’m weird. Whenever it is time to return from a trip, I get melancholy. This time, I have a bonus: I will get to see MTM after a week of searing absence. If this trip had turned out as planned, I would be separated from him for another week, probably without consistent access to internet.

I’m lucky. On multiple levels.

Coming home still represents all those nagging life issues that make me unhappy, that cause me worry. What am I doing with my life? Why isn’t it easy to flip a switch and change careers like it was when I was younger? How long will I have to keep plugging at a primary I checked out on more than three years ago? Given the crap shoot I’ve chosen to pursue, I could be there for three more years or thirty. And, I don’t know what to do about any of it.

Sometimes, I am the biggest failure I know.

It all feels unsettled. So, I fly. I explore. I change my scenery. For some finite amount of time, I can. Maybe it’s running away from the inevitable, my fear that I will be stuck in another office environment working for someone who will tell me I’m not one of them and show me all the ways that statement applies. It’s a soul-sucking endeavor. My horror at the thought that no one will care what I have to say, that they won’t even have the opportunity to know why they don’t care.

I seem to have all the answers for everyone else. Why do they elude me?

Too Much is Too Much: Waiting Without Something to Fill the Head

I Think My Brother Hid Me on Facebook

Let’s just get this out of the way right up front……..this is NOT going to be a post about my relationship with my brother. Or, about my lack of a relationship with my brother.

No. It is about hiding people on Facebook, because I think my brother hid me.

I’m just going to confess that I do not understand hiding people. I don’t hide anyone on Facebook. If someone aggravates me to death or posts nothing but spam or requests a connection with me to use me in some way, I unfriend them. I’ve gotten better at jettisoning the guilt over that act. There’s no sense in being hypocritical.

Here’s what hiding is. It’s SELFISH. HYPOCRITICAL. PASSIVE AGGRESSIVE. BEHAVIOR. (I hope I shouted that loudly enough.) If you hide people on Facebook, here’s what you’re saying: 1. I do not care about what you have to say, and I do not care about you; and 2. I want you to read and care about everything I have to say about me, and that’s why I don’t want you to know I hid you.

With burgeoning friend lists and rampant connection requests, I understand the need to group people into subsets and so forth, and to decide to share certain things about oneself with some groups and not others. I’m not classifying that organizational behavior as hiding. It’s the ‘hide this person from my newsfeed’ behavior that I’m talking about.

Hiding people is bad for you. Generally, one hides a person because they don’t like them face-to-face or in their online persona or both, and they don’t want that person to know it. But………they periodically unhide the person to remind themselves of all those things, dredging up bad feelings and slights and past misdemeanors all over again and necessitating another click on the ‘hide’ button.

Who is this really hurting? The hider, not the hidee. The hidee is oblivious to being hidden. That’s why I really do not like hiding. Okay, I’ll go further than that. I do not like being hidden, because it leaves me thinking a person likes me or wants to have a connection with me when they really do not. Or, they want to visit me sometimes to remind themselves why they do not. Or, they think maybe someday a connection with me will be useful to them even though it isn’t right now.

Use the ‘remove from friends’ button more often, people. It may hurt in the short-term, but in the end it’s kinder to everyone.

Including you.

Too Much is Too Much: Hiding People on Facebook

Cleaning Toilets in my Spare Time

One of the most crap-tacular public toilets I've ever encountered.

It is the burden of every Southern-born woman to clean toilets. I think this is why I had public-bathroom-phobia for more than two decades of my life. Rather than use a toilet where G0d-only-knew-who had been, I would hold it until I was about to explode, determined to wait until I got home to use my own throne.

Once I started venturing into the public sphere, I always had to clean the toilet before I could use it, particularly outside of the South. Southern women would never dream of leaving drips and drabs behind on the seat. It just isn’t done. (If you’re from elsewhere, I’m sorry to insult you, but I can testify that generations of our female ancestors come back from the dead to haunt us Southern females if we violate this rule.)

I take for granted now that I will be wiping down the public toilet before I use it, cursing the nasty person who showered it before me. It’s worse if that person exits the stall in my presence and I see her (except one time when it was a ‘he.’ He looked me square in the eye, tucked his German newspaper under his arm and dared me to be digusted at what he left in there for me.) I would be appalled if someone thought I left behind that much of myself for them to clean up.

So, for those of you who did not receive good old fashioned Southern training - PLEASE – wipe the seat before you exit the stall. The toilet flushes for a reason, too, even those automatic numbers that never seem to sense when they’re supposed to send everything down the hatch. At least stay in there long enough to make sure everything is gone.

When all of my female ancestors start haunting you because you didn’t listen, don’t come crying to me. I’m tired of cleaning toilets in my spare time.

Too Much is Just Enough: Effective Use of Toilet Paper

 

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