My journaling app (Day One) has an “On this day…” feature that I really enjoy. It allows me to look back to see how much progress I’ve made on my personal goals and how much I have (or haven’t) changed over the years. It presents little snippets I wrote on this date across the 15 years I’ve maintained this personal journal and most of the time sparks pleasant memories.
Today a few entries from 2019 popped up relating to interactions on Social Media, mainly some things there were bothering me about recent Facebook posts. In these old entries I vaguely mentioned some Facebook Messenger messages I had received. Not remembering the interaction, I decided to spin through my Facebook Messenger feed from 2019, which of course was quite easy to do because Facebook never deletes anything.
It was all about the latest scandal farting out of the Trump presidency at the time and the Facebook friends piling on relatives that supported Trump. I had decided to remove the discourse altogether, as there were aunts and cousins having fits about those I call friends and I just didn’t want to be part of that. I severed relations with some of the folks over that day and had Day One not reminded me about it, I probably wouldn’t have remembered the specific events. I have an iron clad memory and often remember things I won’t ever need or don’t think I even remember, but if I purposely forget something, it’s gone.
With the U.S. Government in general continuing to be a colossal disappointment and the media trying to whip the country up in a frenzy over an election that is over 14 months away, I’m not looking forward to our choices in November 2024. I burned way too much emotional capital over the Trump years. Quite frankly, I’m tired. I am so. friggin. tired.
To be honest, I’m tired of social media in general. I’ve been dabbling in Twitter a little bit for some aviation interaction. I’m on Mastodon but the vibe there is often how to do Mastodon correctly without triggering everyone over a photo of a plate of spaghetti or something. I don’t really know what Blue Sky is trying to be and quite frankly I’ve lost track of Threads.
I guess I just don’t care to interact with people that way at the moment. And that’s fine.
When I hear things like “you have to vote like your life depends on it, so we can save the world”, I’m at the point of thinking, “meh, if I’m lucky I have around 30 years left. I can ride out 30 years”.
Ah, “but what about the children?”, folks ask.
I ask, “why are folks having children?”. Do we really need more people on this overtaxed planet? Does the future look bright and rosy for Gen Z and whatever is suppose to come after them?
Wow, this blog entry turned dark. I don’t think that was the intent of my “On this day…” function in Day One.
Let’s see what I wrote in this blog back on this day in 2019. I wrote about the LED streetlights in Chicago.
Four years ago tomorrow I wrote a little bit about the election.
I guess the times ain’t changing that much.
