People like to advertise.
They like to advertise everything from drinks to disposable toilet seats and everything else for that matter including how they’re feeling, what they’re doing, who they’re with and why they’re doing whatever it is they’re doing. People just like to advertise as if by telling everyone on their facebook that they’re ‘OUT WIT THA GIRRRRRRRRLLSS’ that people would care or think better of them.
It’s the people that like to do this sort of thing:
7PM: ‘“Gonna go out tonight with my people! Gonna get messy! =)” with so and so and that person and the other friend’
9PM: ‘“Getting jazzed up with my people”” with so and so, that person and the other friend.
10PM: Idiot 1 was tagged in a photo. *Insert standard photo of people posing idiotically and pretending to like each other in front of a mirror* (The caption reads “PRE-DRINKS BITCHES”
12PM: Idiot 1 was tagged in a photo at a place. *Insert a photo of people in a line to a club/doing shots or something*
9AM: ‘I had such a good time with all my beautiful friends last night! MUST do it again soon,’ with so and so, that person and the other friend
And they do it like once a fortnight, to break up their almost constant updates of what the hell they are doing. Apparently people like to tell me these things and other people actually like reading them. It’s like the thought that if you don’t like those statuses which tell us exactly what the hell a person is doing that you’re not a good friend.
This constant updating of everything that’s going on is incredibly annoying. People really don’t need to know what you’re doing at all times and we definitely don’t need a picture to accompany the lame update that’s been given. There is only three things worse than that constant reminding that they actually do things and they are:
1. People who constantly talk to their partner in statuses while remind each other how much they love each other. 2. People that use public statuses to say that they are sad/depressed/angry. 3. People that write an entire Oscar Acceptance speech for something as simple as passing an assignment in uni/tafe/school.
I just don’t understand the motivation to do these things.
As much as we like to believe that we get along with our friends in a perfect simple harmony most of the time, the truth is that one look at a Facebook drama will show us how messed up these interconnected social worlds can really get.
It makes the house of representatives or the UN look like a fucking picnic hosted by happy-go-lucky teddy bears.
When we’re interacting with our own group of people that we know on any form of decent level, we’re essentially acting like little nations.
There’s just so much gossip, sniping, passive-aggressive verbal artillery and a lot of wheeling, dealing and trade agreements.
You’ll hang out with those guys just to keep on their good side for the next party.
You’ll like a friend’s comment on arguing/shitstorm status because they’re your friend… and their status was both funny and cuttingly critical of that douche bag you don’t like.
You’ll decline and accept requests of friends and events, always trading status, position or wealth in one sphere or another.
You watch the back-biting and hack-n-slash discussions of wall posts and personal messages. Or the sheep like behaviour liking a status because they think it might associate them with the ideas being expressed.
Know that people don’t like bogans/idiots/dumbasses?
Post a status saying that and see just how many people that you would place in those categories like it.
I watch people make an absolutely generalised and rather scathing comment only to pretty much back flip when someone suggests that the statement might encapsulate someone they know.
Person 1 : ‘MAN, FUCKING BLONDES SHIT ME OFF! BEING ALL DUMB, WHOREY AND STD INFECTED!’
Person 2 : ‘Dude, I’m blonde…’
Person 1 : ‘OH MAN, I DIDN’T MEAN YOU’
Person 2 : ‘Then who did you mean?’
Person 1 : ‘ERRRRRRRR’
The point is that, to me, the very facebook newsfeed gives away a whole lot more than just bullshit statuses about ‘gearing up for the weekend’ or ‘hitting the gym’. It gives me this imaginary world of little nations playing politics with the occasional war breaking out or massive alliances forging and failing, cold wars starting due to blood feuds.
It’s pretty entertaining or irritating depending on how you feel.
But if you’re bored then just imagine that you are now the sovereign nation of you and you’re deciding whether or not to go to the next G8 summit rather than just plain old you deciding whether or not to go to the get together. Your decision has political repercussions. You might stop a war. Or start one.
Enjoy the heady feeling of being one of the most powerful nations in the world.
Or you can just go to the damn party and stop that dumbass from breaking up with his ‘on again off again’ girlfriend for the ninth time.
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It’s always freaking hilarious to see a post on facebook which says, ‘Like this status and I’ll give you my opinion,’ or something to that effect. I laugh because generally I know what to expect and I laugh because there’s usually a lot of people who like these statuses. I always give them a like, just to see whether they meet my expectations or not. Sometimes, you get surprised.
Now, I’ve mentioned this before, most of the time when someone does one of these things, they lie through their teeth and just go for the most diplomatic approach ever. It’s like watching my Mum be introduced to a stripper or something. She’s secretly judging the living crap out of this person while she’s sitting there making pleasant conversation. Fuckin’ hilarious.
At any rate, you get the usual:
‘Like: That we had a single class together and you were good at that class
Dislike: That we don’t talk any more,’
And that’s the entire thing. It’s a bit of, ‘why bother?’ and a lot of whoop dee doo.
People know this and they know to expect this but they like ‘em anyway.
Fuckin’ curiosity. People want to know what others really think of them, expecting it to be all terrible and not believing a single word that’s positive despite it being true. Everyone thinks that everyone else hates them. Straight up.
It’s not entirely wrong. A lot of people will hate you for no reason and a lot more will hate you for some reason. Whoop dee doo.
Why do you care? Especially if it’s someone that you mutually hate.
Other than that and related to that, when someone posts up one of those statuses and says they’re going to be honest or brutal, they hardly are. I did one and it’s tough to dislike shit about your friends. I mean they’re your friends. But I found/invented stuff for them. Other people copped a full swing of dislike. I made sure to make the positives outweigh the negatives and to keep it civil. None of that petty name calling. I didn’t lose anyone but that was never an issue. It was a case of ‘it is your fault for clicking like,’.
But some people freeze up. I understand that it’s hard but, shit, for the people that you don’t talk to much, it becomes a fuckin’ cake walk. Why sugar coat it? Why do you care? Is one person’s opinion of you so valuable? Are you still seeking their validation? Are you that insecure?
And if you answer, ‘Yes, I am insecure,’ then why bother doing one of these things? You’re going to over-analyse it and fuck it up.
These things don’t take an incredible amount of courage or at least they shouldn’t. It’s one of the cases where you throw somebody enough rope to make a noose with it and then see if they hang themselves with it.
Sometimes they do, sometimes they don’t.
What I would like to see is a status where the original poster invites others to give their damn straight, brutal, honest, cold-blooded opinion on them. Imagine that. Imagine the amount of drama that could be caused.
Of course I’m not going to give a shot.
Not just now.
I tried to sit here and write up a post about something. Anything really. I wanted to sit and have a good ol’ fashioned rant. So, I went looking for stuff. I saw some interesting potential subjects but when I tried to write about them, I had a case of the conscious. I was happy until I realised that I was really just having a crack at something useless.
I was going to yell about some blog which tells the story of a sexually coerced person. I was going to just rant about everyone that reblogged it and commented with shit. Then I got caught about by my conscious. What if it is legit? Then what the fuck am I doing? Supporting a rapist. Greaaaaaaaaaaaaat. The only thing I could really yell about would be the overreaction and massively defamatory method this person has undertaken. I mean the victim here is putting posters up which calls this guy a rapist and tells people where he is and the like. Now, that’s probably only just counter-productive, gives the guy a counter case if anything actually does happen and when you factor in the time period, any case that does emerge will be the victim’s word against the supposed attacker’s.
So, that was ruled out.
I moved on to the ‘Suicide Hotline! Reblog this and save someone’s life!’ picture that’s getting the reblog treatment. My first reaction was the same as I had to the ‘Reblog and stop Cancer!’ thingo. It’s just, ‘HOW THE ACTUAL FUCK DOES REBLOGGING A PICTURE STOP CANCER? IS IT MAGIC? IS IT A MAGICAL PICTURE? NO,’. Problem is reblogging the suicide hotline could actually save someone’s life. I still kinda believe that if a person is really out to kill themselves, and not just make a last ditch attempt at getting attention, then they’re just going to do it. No fuss, no muss. Just straight down to it. But… then again it could work. At the very least it could stop an attention seeker from actually succeeding by accident or something.
So, that’s that up in flames.
Disappointed in my diminished ability to yell at potentially controversial topics, I checked my facebook. There was a post which said, ‘Cute Date’ and tags the happy couple. Bingo. That’s like the ultimate in yelling material right? Nope. I was starting my big, ‘WHO THE FUCK CARES?’ rant and then stopped. I thought to myself, ‘People could, and probably do, say the same thing about my posts,’. It was like a magic trick. One second, there’s an idea and BANG! Next second, it’s out the fucking window.
I suppose I could yell about ‘cute’ (Seriously, what gives with that?) or people who post couple shit on their Facebook like they need to validate their dating by getting likes on Facebook to show how much people approve. Isn’t a date supposed to be a private and intimate thing? Just you two? Why bother tagging yourselves in and sharing it with everyone?
Eventually, I settled on ranting about failed rant ideas. How’s that for originality? I mean I could probably just start a shit storm by going around on people’s Facebook posts and saying, ‘Why post this? Do you really feel this way? Or are you just an attention whore?’ and then just running but that’s exhausting.
Ahh fuck it.
Everyone sees this crap. You’ve got a mate and he’s got a girlfriend. You’ve added him on Facebook and maybe you’ve added her too. Anyway, it’s all cool and they’re happy. Updated facebook relationship and everything. They’re committed!
They broke up…
And now you have not one but two crying people and two bloody facebook threads overflowing with sympathetic and supportive crap.
THE FUN FACT IS I DON’T CARE. I see these and either laugh or stare blankly at the screen saying, ‘Oh no! I DON’T CARE. FUCK OFF,’.
Maybe I’d be more sympathetic if two conditions were met.
1. You’ve been dating for six months or longer.
Until that point I don’t care. I don’t care how ‘committed’ or ‘in love’ you are. I want some bloody data showing your potential connectivity. Changing your facebook relationship and posting ‘I love you! <3 <3’ on each other’s walls doesn’t count. And seriously fuck off with the posting of ‘I love you’ and the ‘<3’s because that’s a private thing. Share it in chat. Tell each other. Don’t tell me or the rest of the world.
2. You haven’t broken up and gotten back together again.
Oh, you’re dating your ex again? Oh that’s nice. What’s that you say? It’ll be different this time? BULLSHIT. It wasn’t different last time and it won’t different this time. Pretty much if you’re breaking up with someone you’ve dated before then I’m just going to tell you, ‘THAT’S WHAT HAPPENED LAST TIME!’ and shake my head. For the love of skittles, don’t date them again or at least date them less than three times. I’m allowing you room for a romcom like ending. That’s me meeting you halfway.
Anyway, the nature of relationships and the internet is strange and annoying. You can chat to your partner all the time. And you can share your feelings with everyone. That’s great. The problem is when you start sharing your feelings with everyone in the form of crappy reblogged pictures of ambiguous and ‘deep’ stuff. You’re not deep hotshot. So, relax and ease off with the reblogging. If you want to express yourself talk to one of your friends. Or do a text post. Putting your thoughts down in writing helps you to fully articulate and express them. It’s something to do with the writing process.
Facebook relationship statuses and changes are potentially the most annoying things on the whole site. Relationships are largely private things, keep them private.
As Gandalf says to Frodo,
‘Keep it secret! Keep it safe,’
And as I say to you,
‘Fuck off with your crap, man. I don’t care and no one else really does either.
Ever notice the amount of kids with more technological toys than you?
I’m talking about the kids with the most recent iPads, pods, phones, tunes, MacBooks (fucking macbooks) and you’re rocking a 1st to 3rd generation iPod, a basic phone and the simple desktop set-up. These kids are kids; Twelve to fifteen and they don’t know what the fuck they are doing with these things. They’re on social media, chatting away to their friends using phrases like, ‘c u l8ter xoxox’ and ‘your so cuute’, doubling up vowels, using the crappy text talk like it’s still useful and generally just aggravating your older, wiser and superior mind.
This is what we have to look forward to. We can look forward to a generation that has grown up on Facebook, grown up with the iPhone/pad/pod/tunes and will use these things and whatever replaces them for the majority of their lives. The big question is, should we look forward to it or should we try to crush it now?
I looked at it for a little while and thought, ‘What possible use do they have for these things? I didn’t need ‘em and to be honest I still don’t. What the fuck could they talk about anyway? Who has the coolest light-up shoes? What are they listening to? Beiber? The latest bloody Gaga or Adele song? The latest Skrillex bullshit? Are they discussing crappy games like MW3 and terrible shows like Jersey Shore?’.
Problem is that is exactly the kind of thing these kids are likely to use tech for. That and the endless conversations of who has a crush on who and who is cool. Terrible right? Not the kind of thing people who are 16+ use Facebook for. Not the kind music real people listen to. Not the kind of games real people play. Not the kinds of show real people watch and talk about.
Nope. Never. That’s totally not what we intelligent, sophisticated, superior, self-assured, responsible and forward thinking young adults use these technological devices for.
Not at all.
So, these kids that we look at with contempt, bewilderment and scorn are really no better than us. Maybe they’re naive and stupid but aren’t we all? Are their tastes really worse than ours? Are these kids really spoiled and ruined already?
Or are they just ahead of the curve? Catching up to us?
Fact is these kids are just more obvious versions of ourselves. They talk about the same crap, more or less, and often in the same way. They just don’t rationalise it or make it more complicated than what it is. They’re straight up idiots. They don’t hide it away like we all do.
So, before you condemn the kids of iPods/pads/phones and tunes, think about what you do with these things. Think about what you do on Facebook, Tumblr or Twitter.
Is it so different from what they do?
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It’s just high school online.
And high school kinda sucks, everyone knows that.
But time and time again, people scream, ‘WON’T SOMEONE THINK OF THE CHILDREN AND CYBER-BULLYING?’ and make crappy movies showing teens trying to kill themselves after a comment online. I’m sorry but with cyber-bullying, there is just too many options to avoid it.
Let’s look at a cyber-bullying scenario that is paraded through the media.
You are a high school teen of an undefined age. You are on a social networking site. You have added everyone from school to your friend list. You are now receiving hurtful comments on your half naked photos and are being, ‘bullied’. What do you do?
A) Do nothing. They’ll go away eventually.
B) Remove the pictures. The kids are right you do look like a walrus in a sleeping bag
C) Put up a generic status which implies those people are ‘dirty bitches’
D) CRY HORRIBLY LIKE A MELODRAMATIC HAM WHILE STRUGGLING TO OPEN THE CONTAINER OF BABY ASPIRIN IN A HALF BAKED SUICIDE ATTEMPT
E) Block and delete these people and don’t add them or anyone like them in the future. You don’t like them in school, why pretend to like them online?
E is the correct answer. A is half correct and acceptable if you just don’t want to delete them. B is an odd choice but probably for the best; you don’t want to become an attention whore anyway. C is stupid and ineffective, it just feeds the trolls.
D is the approach that crappy, ‘made for tv’ films would have you believe that most bullied teens take. And a few of them do but not just because of cyber-bullying but a range of other factors including mental health and home life. But I doubt the overwhelming majority take that course of action and I really doubt they choose pills.
However, the things is cyber-bullying is pretty much an invited terror. On social networking sites you choose your friends, you choose your photos and you choose who can and cannot view them. So, why the hell would you let BitchTits McCrabby, a person you never liked, be friends with you on Facebook.
So, no, cyber-bullying is not this terrifying monstrosity stalking our good internet. It’s just high school online with the added bonus OF NOT TALKING TO THE PEOPLE WHO YOU HATE.
It’s a waste of fucking time and resources to establish, ‘cyber-bullying programs’ or ‘cyber-bullying education’. Instead you should be focusing on teaching kids that eventually they don’t have to put up with those assholes. Or if they really need to, they can just not put up with them then either.
Long story short. Please focus on the real issue and not bloody cyber-bullying.
You’re just wasting time and money.
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That’s probably the only way I can think of my lack of tumblr posts. I just stopped using this site a while ago because I felt anything and everything I discuss on this blog like thing is ultimately a futile gesture. What do I hope to change? What can I hope to do with it?
Answer is nothing. However, what I did end up doing is what a fair few people wind up doing: impressing themselves with their own self-importance. I’d see something and take a superior glance at the issue and think, ‘Yes. I can write a post on that. I can attack the issue! I can make a witty statement,’ and what I actually did was just rant about it on the internet.
Not very exciting stuff.
Despite the fact that some people enjoyed it, it just became more and more about pissing off other people and seeing how much I could confront them with. The problem was I would write a post on a topic and get the exact opposite reaction I had hoped for. I’d write about feminism and look at the gender equality issue only to encounter the crap I had just written. I’d discuss theism and suffer the same sort of attitudes I had just highlighted. I’d yell about One Direction and get told by some naive teen girl that I, ‘… just don’t understand what the boys mean to us…’.
At that point they had one song and were as generic as a Steven Segal film.
It reached a point where I spotted an anti-atheism lecture at my uni and I just threw my arms up in the air and said, ‘Fuck it. They can do what they want. Doesn’t matter what I do anyway,’. I wrote about and people gave me the same basic crap.
I was getting the opposite of what I wanted. I wanted people to discuss the ideas I had written about and I wanted them to assess what it was they believed. Whether that was religion, feminism or a strange taste in music, I just wanted them to think.
And I failed horribly at it.
Turns out I changed more people’s minds about the myths surrounding Marilyn Monroe in five minutes on facebook than I had changed people’s minds on tumblr total. I sat down, ranted to a friend, we did some research, I put a status which called people out, they commented back and then my friend and I just backed each other’s replies and gave the real information. At the end of the post/thread’s active time, we had swayed about five people to at least pretend they had re-thought that belief.
I look at tumblr as place where I fed my ego and propped up my self-importance. Eventually, you realise that it’s worthless for the purpose of changing people’s minds and that the only real purpose for it is mindless entertainment.
I like to think of this as a proper blog sometimes, maybe even my own talk-back radio station or magazine with different articles, in my more fanciful and imaginative moments. I don’t see bored ass, teenagers in their angst, bad moods or notions of being misunderstood sullenly scrolling through their dash and I don’t see a group of intelligent but a little bit socially awkward people that like the almost voyueristic way you can look at people’s private feelings, thoughts, opinions and emotions that they have splattered all over tumblr and the internet reading little pockets of mildly interesting material. In my more imaginative, fanciful and rather arrogant moments, I see an audience watching, reading and listening with rapt attention and then putting it down and thinking. Anyway, the purpose of that long ass paragraph was this: I have segments, recurring articles and regular guests and I’m thinking this one might be another.
I have done a few “Sweet Jibbly Jiblets” rants and probably six or so “Blurr’s Most Hated Radio Song” but this time I’m introducing, “Facebook Failures”, a compilation of the three most annoying, thought provoking or interesting pieces I’ve seen on facebook every so often. I figure I already complain about this enough as it is that it might as well go into its own little category.
1. The funniest status.
This one pretty much stated two of the most basic things I spot in the less rational and more, let’s just say, volatile group of facebook people. Essentially, it stated both that it was tired of helping people and then never getting any help when they need it and that they were tired of living in this particular suburb.
Come on now. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, if you expect a good deed to not just be its own reward but to also come with one “HEY! I HELP YOUR ARSE OUT NOW HELP ME/BE NICE TO ME” card, then you’re an idiot. People do nice things, you do nice things, do not expect them to look even in your eyes because when you put ‘em on the scales, they might look you’re owed something but to others it might look like you owe them. Just shut up and roll with it. That’s one thing I’ve learned, do not ever think you deserve something because chances are you’ve forgotten when someone helped you out.
The next part is the wanting to leave the surburb/city/country/continent. Why bother? An asshole gets on a plane in Perth, it’s the same asshole who gets off in Adelaide. You’re comfy here, parents looking after everything and you don’t have to worry about rent/board/bills/food/water/everything else. You just worry about your casual/part time job and whatever education your chasing up. Saying you want to leave is a poor and rather desperate excuse for attention. If you really did have all these forces making you want to go, you’d be gone. You’d be an independent person already and you’d just go, you’d find a fucking way.
Now, what actually makes this hilarious is two things. The first being the fact so many people rush to help out. “Oh babe, inbox me if you need, love youuuu,” was popular. The second was the fact that someone had called this person out on something and the reaction was “IT’S NOT ABOUT YOU. SHUT UP. I HATE YOU,” or words to that effect. Which just makes me think that, yes, it was about them and man, that’s some funny shit.
2. The standard, almost intellectual status which reflects a good idea but in a stupid manner.
This one was actually rather good but, for me, it was just presented wrongly. It had to do with Australia’s constitution not actually stating any real rights. I mean the only definite rights you get as an Aussie are, the right to vote and the right to freedom of religion. That’s it. After that, we enter the realm of implied rights and freedoms. Now, this one handle the idea that as Australians, the constitution doesn’t actually give us the freedom of speech and apparently this person was arguing with an idiot. Yeah. There are much better and much more direct ways to win that argument. But nice thought, I appreciated that much but not so much presentation.
There’s a reason I want a republic, perhaps based off of an European model but definitely with a set Bill of Rights or Document of Freedoms, or whatever. A bit of paper which says, “All citizens will have these rights and they cannot be breached,”. And that status said it all. We need it because we don’t have it and it’d just be easier than teaching people all about our current constitution.
3. The status which wants to be intelligent but just can’t be.
Now, number two puts this one in the shade. The second one was actually not bad and came from a source which, on a whole if you ignore lots of things, isn’t too bad and you can do a lot worse. This one came from someone who is, rather more simple than that.
The idea was a status which said, “Violence doesn’t solve everything, it’s much more logical and reasonable to talk a problem out,”
The immediate response on all the comments? Yes, yes it does.
I laughed. I’m not a huge believer in violence over stupid matters. There’s just too much to lose. Punch a guy in an argument and be locked up or knocked out. Talk it out, maybe argue with the fool and simply reap the rewards of running rings around him and even getting some of his friends on board with your ideas. However, I do think sometimes violence is the last resort and much like that fire axe in the case with the glass which says “Break glass in case of emergency,”, sometimes the glass needs to be broken.
“Violence wrks uu jst gotta be clevar about how u do it,”
That statement came up. And wow.
That’s why I keep the number of friends on facebook around. I keep ‘em around so I can track what’s going on in their little worlds, to see how these people, the majority of people, think.
So, whether you’re “smashin’ cunts”, “TIRED OF EVERYTHING” or “OMG! You just don’t get it,” I’ll read it and think on it.
Every day, my news feed will fill up with more Facebook Failures
The mark of intelligence is not to avoid doing stupid/harmful things but instead to be able to rationalise them, argue for them and justify those stupid/harmful actions to the point where they are no longer stupid/harmful but in fact smart/helpful. In short, smart people don’t use their intelligence to do only smart things but simply explain the reasons they do dumb things.
I mean I was sitting around on facebook today, as I normally do when I’m bored of my games, can’t be bothered reading and between the internet being slow and every major video streaming site taking all the anime/cartoons I’ve been watching down, there wasn’t much else to do.
Anyway, I was chilling back, mindlessly scrolling through and a pic/link caught my eye.
It pretty much asks why cosplayers are looked down upon as weird and immature when people go and get wrecked on a weekend on drugs or alcohol. And for some reason it struck a nerve. I was just, “What the fuck? I drink and I don’t need it to have fun, this seems like a go at drinking, SOMETHING I ENJOY. FUCK THAT,” and I was getting pissy and then I thought, “Hang on, what caused the creator of this photo to create it? Someone else was having a go at Cosplay, something they enjoy,” and I felt a little ashamed of my drinking and the fact that I still find cosplayers a little on the weird/strange/weeaboo side. SO, what did I do? I tried to rationalise it.
“Am I an alcoholic? No, I don’t really do any of those alcohol abuse things except maybe the occasional binge. Do I need alcohol for fun? No, I went and had fun playing lazer tag and beating the crap out of my friend at air hockey the other day. I have fun playing video games with mates too. We all had fun getting our friend to follow this other car most of the way home. Ok, good, I’m not an alcoholic and I don’t need alcohol to have fun. I enjoy drinking because… hrmmm… it’s entertaining, you get a good buzz and you let a lot of inhibitions go,”
My next step was to then compare cosplay to drinking.
“Drinking is partly fun because if you’re playing drinking games, those games are fun on their own, you don’t need booze to enjoy it, just the game and the people you’re with. But with booze there’s a risk to it, you lose all that inhibition crap and everything is freaking hilarious/delicious. Rightio. Cosplay is fun because? I don’t know. I guess the making of the outfit is a rewarding process. I guess dressing up as a cool character from anime is cool but ultimately they have fun because they aren’t themselves, it’s no more than playing dress up at an extreme level. Does that make it better or worse than drinking? Neither. It just is,”
After that I decided to compare the effects of booze and cosplay.
“Booze fucks with your mind so you feel cooler than you actually are and fucks with other people’s minds so they think you’re cooler than you actually are. Cosplay is kinda like being anonymous, there’s a sense that you aren’t really you, you are that character and other people like that character and so are more prepared to consider you cool for sharing an interest,”
So, I came to a conclusion. They are both equally sad and both equally fun. One requires a lot more effort, is a hobby and is not overly spread out across the population. The other is a lot more accessible and has an active physical effect which makes it seem more fun. I had a look at the fun elements they shared in common and it turns out being someone other than yourself, even if it’s drunk you or… fuck… I don’t know any male characters people cosplay as… umm I’ve seen some Space Marine outfits, or a Space Marine. Other than that, it’s the people you’re with at the time. People are fun to be with sometimes and there isn’t a set number but people are what allows us to have some fun, even if it’s the simple fun of being a dick on the internet and arguing with some fuckers.
Anyone that drinks or cosplays alone for fun is strange. Both are equally weird and many people may do it for one reason or another. Neither the act of drinking or cosplay is overly immature, the person is, the only thing is cosplay is linked to that childhood idea of dressing up and playing make believe while drinking is associated with adulthood, social rites of passage and those cool movies/people.
That is the power of rationalisation. I just rationalised my drinking and people’s cosplay to effectively be the same thing and rely on the same factor for the fun aspect. I just made being social fun.
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