Well it started innocently enough. I literally said that I just can’t with these anonymous posts. This one needs the spin cycle. Good lord, the entitlement entertainment is just fabulous.

Well oh my golly in snowflake city you would have thought I said “Ok new group activity: let’s pull wings off of flies” or something. Below are but four of the absurd comments.

The ridiculous levels of anonymous posts on Facebook have reached critical mass. Anonymous posts are for truly sensitive topics. You know like needing a women’s shelter or agencies that help one get out of abusive relationships. Not what kind of toothpaste is best or where to buy pizza. Or another one I saw the other day where someone has a 21 or 22 year old who lost their driver’s license, what should they do and where do they go? At 21 or 22 shouldn’t they be learning to figure stuff out without helicopter moms?

I mean come on, people. 

And you can’t actually express how these stupid posts make you feel, even on your own pages. I expressed my opinion on my page that I found this to be another ridiculous anonymous post on Facebook. OMG it was a maelstrom of judgey judgersons.

However, a lot of the commenters have gone past expressing their opinion straight into pomposity and judgement and being a general pain in the ass and presumptive moral authority.

Oh and to be clear, I am not particularly sorry if they are upset by that but you see, I am not responsible for their feelings just like it isn’t their actual job to tell anyone how to feel about a post…especially when expressing one’s self on one’s own page. But hey these folks have a mission, right?

I shared this post because I found it absurd. It wasn’t a “cry for help” post and honestly what is wrong with those who can read so much into the post to begin with? And so many decided to read so much into it. Calling me judgmental, while ironically taking me to task and being judgmental and the comments they were posting was judgmental. Or the woman who had to tie it to a possibly mythical person who worked her fingers to the bone while their spouse did pro-bono work for the disenfranchised in Philadelphia. What the what? HOW and WHY did they read so much into a post that was about how ridiculous and unnecessary some of the “anonymous” posts are.

Do as I say damn it, not as I do. Only they wouldn’t say damn it because it would stop people from finding them Christian or spiritual or Donna Reed meets Carol Brady or whatever.

Now a bunch of people were more normal and conversational about the topic of anonymous posts. Even if you don’t agree with them, you can interact with them safely.

I have never understood the people that feel the need to comment on EVERY post on social media. Do they ever just scroll by? Or have their opinion on their own social media pages? If it’s not pink fuzzy bunnies and unicorns farting rainbows, they show extreme discomfort. This of course begs the question of why are they on social media to begin with if it is so Sodom and Gomorrah ? Are they social media missionaries for freaks sake?

And the thing about social media is we can carve our own niche. We quite literally do not have to be up anyone else’s ass on their social media pages. And yet? That is exactly what a lot of these people do. And a lot of them feel the need to do it to me which is mostly sociologically curious to me because of the simple fact why are they on my blog’s Facebook page if they find me, a total stranger, so objectionable? I am not breaking any laws, but I do express my own opinions. Why are my opinions a threat or is it more anyone else’s opinions other than their own are a threat? Of course that brings the full circle thought of why are they on a particular social media page or social media at all?

And then these people get annoyed if I comment back other than in a groveling please may I have some more passive aggressive abuse manner, or heaven forbid delete their comment or remove them from the page entirely. Gosh and don’t call these people out or write about them.

But I will call people out if I see fit. Sometimes it is merely for amusement, other times it is just because we all get tired of people who tell us how we are supposed to be in order to make them comfortable. Other times, like this, they provide me with writing material.

People, we all do not have to be the same and think the same. Then we would be Stepford Wives, which would be a fate worse than death. I think a lot of these anonymous posts are truly absurd. And it’s perfectly acceptable to say so. And no one has to agree with anyone’s opinion, but preaching unicorns fart rainbows constantly? It activates the gag reflex.

I leave you all with an pictural explanation of WHY unicorns fart rainbows. Have a great rest of your weekends all!