Toodles, FB.

There is so much in this world to feel good about.

Sometimes, we forget.

I love to go through my pictures, there are so many reminders of what I love.

Nature, color, texture, serenity.....to name a few.

There are friends, and good times, good food, books, looms, threads to be woven.

Life is pretty pleasurable.

Unfortunately, everything in this world is not wonderful.

I am not finding FACEBOOK to be a positive experience.

Last night, I was pretty wild, to be honest.

Yes, we all have the right to vote for who we want, and to support the political party we like.

And hey, you can argue your point of view until you are purple.

But I do not see why it is necessary to talk trash about the President of the United States, who was voted in by the MAJORITY.

Hello.

Have some respect.

I will be honest, here, and hope not to offend.

I did not care for George Bush.  Not one bit.  I did not, however, question his religion, 

or call him names, or be disrespectful.  O.K., I told a couple of small jokes, but they were in fun, and he would have probably laughed too, if he had gotten them.

But please, ENOUGH on FB already.  Go work for the party of your choice, quit politicking on FB.

And this Chic-freaking-Filet thing.   Over the top.  The picture on FB was of American servicemen in uniform at one of these establishments....which is fine.  The caption, however, said that they were good Americans.  The message was clear, and just another form of gay bashing.  

If you want to say it, then say it, COWBOY UP, and say it.

And don't get me started on how the chickens you eat there are raised, by these fine, upstanding Christian folk.  Don't even get me going.

The highlight of my night though, was a comment after the quote, "You don't choose to be gay, you do, however, choose to be a bigot."  The comment said that "you don't choose to get cancer either, but you can treat it, or not."

ACK ACK ACK

At that point, I was ready to puke.  Seriously.

Am I being too strong here?  If so, I apologize.

This morning, I ranted on my 3 mile walk with Roy.

Don't worry, he's used to me.

We are all the same, folks.  We are no different, no better, no more entitled, than the next person.  We are blips on the screen, a flash of light in the sky.  Then we are gone, and the only thing that matters at all, as far as I am concerned, is NOT how much money we made, NOT how famous we are, not how smart we THINK we are, not how good we THINK we look.  Not what color we are, or what religion we practice, or what our politics are.

 What matters is how honest, and loving, and kind we are.  That's what matters.

How can it be otherwise?

I do not understand people who can't live and let live. 

There are so many ways to spend your energy other than spouting off at the mouth about things that are really none of your business.

Who other people sleep with?   Nope, doesn't matter to me.

Go volunteer someplace.  Save a shelter animal.  Do something POSITIVE.  Grow the F up.

Whew. I'm sorry.  I had to say all that.

And Facebook, I am SO OVER FB.  I can not even tell you.

Ask yourself this.  How many of your FB 'friends' have you actually SEEN or even TALKED to  in the last year???

Yeah, that's what I thought.

We are like the Stepford Wives........mesmerized, hypnotized, brainwashed.  Facebook ......"social media"........what a joke.  It's mind numbing, time wasting, drivel .......for most of the time.

I am so done with it.

There are books to read, weaving to be done, crossword puzzles waiting, knitting on my needles, cats to love, dogs to walk, and grands to spoil.

Yup, life to live.

Thank you very much.