Spoiler Alert: Y'all Suck

My darling eldest daughter follows a jillion blogs and I often peek in on some of them.  Not ready to commit to following.  Cults scare me and I know it isn't the same, but still.. But one of them has especially caught my eye lately.This one is written by an incredibly talented young person, who (Big Gulp..) reminds me a bit of me at a much younger age.  She uses a LOT of foul language (which I don't mind a bit).  She is pissed off by a lot of people for a lot of good reasons and a lot of picky ones.  And she posts some really cool pictures.

These are some photos she posted awhile ago.  They are cupcakes someone brought to the place where she works.  These are the coolest cupcakes I have ever seen!  But what I love the best is that the photos were juxtaposed with text griping about the holiday and Santa disillusionment.  Very cool.

So I started to wonder:  What could bring on such angst?   And then it occurred to me. I bet she is plagued by Flying Monkeys!

You know them and you probably have them in your life, too.  These are the the baby bitches who whisper behind their hands and giggle and then stop really quickly when you turn around.  On the inter webs they delete and block and blackball you; so you can't see their snide posties, but somehow they always manage to be able to peek at your most nondescript musings and pass them along with their own misinterpretations. At family gatherings (and I use the term loosely) they stop talking when you come into a room; or they will talk to your kids but not you; or they will actually leave the room if you so much as pass through.  Some of them out and out lie about you.  Some of them physically and emotionally evict you from life.  And some of them will read your blog and pass the stuff on while it's hot and make it look as damning as possible.

Guess What?  You really are better off without them.  They will never change because they are so firmly convinced that their way is the only way and you are fucked for thinking/believing/behaving differently.  They are the ones who championed the idea of a flat earth and burned witches at past historical moments.  We will never be rid of them.  We must stop giving away our power and letting them wound us with their vitriol.  It is a battle I battle every single day.

And so my little blogging compatriot, please stay strong.  This elder stateswoman appreciates your efforts and commiserates.  Of course I might be way off base here.  Flying Monkeys can do all kind of damage.

And now we will just wait and see how long it takes for them to weigh in with their evil, hateful remarks to parties who should remain disinterested.  The clock starts now.