One good thing about moving is being able to purge the clutter. Before I pack an item I ask myself: "Do I like it? Do I need it? Will I ever use it? Do I feel like packing/moving it?" If the answer to any of these questions is no, out it goes. And because I’m a minimalist, every time something gets removed from our home, I feel an abundance of joy. And I swear I hear a bell ringing, too. Perhaps an angel is getting its wings whenever I get rid of
So... Facebook. Are any of you on it? I’m a member but not a very active one. I joined to connect with family and friends, many of which live far away. And most of the people I’m connected to or stumble across are quite nice. Even if they have a strong opinion on something, they don’t resort to name calling and nasty comments and asinine behaviour. They share something, write a few words and respond with decency when someone offers a differing point of view. Most of them. Then there are ‘the others’. The ones that think that bullying and ridiculing and name calling and fear mongering is going to get their point across or strengthen their argument. It doesn’t. Substituting reasoning with mockery only shows me what an asshole you can be with other people.
But hey, if it makes people feel better, go ahead and toss the word “libtard” around. Say it to my face if you must. I can take it. In fact, I’ll put on that badge and wear it with pride. Because I am indeed a tree hugging, bleeding heart, hippie, snowflake “libtard”. And I’ve also raised two beautiful tree hugging, bleeding heart, hippie, snowflake “libtards” to carry on this legacy!
Anyhow, try not to insult people. It’s childish. Things work out better when you try to understand and work with people who have differing opinions instead of insulting them.
Have a beautiful weekend!