Thanks to the combination of my near-death experience and the ups and downs of my hormones from perimenoupause, I have become a hothead. I can react quickly and harshly concerning issues that are dear to my heart.
Recently on FaceBook, I wrote a belittling post in response to a Tumblr post that was being shared around by several friends. I called out those for sharing the piece for considering it worthy of a post and publicly shamed them, referring to their actions as stupid and daft (the latter thanks to my Yorkshire heritage). This is not acceptable.
About six months ago I wrote a Tumblr post about the importance of good Internet citizenship. My behaviour on Facebook has gone against the guidelines I set for myself, which appalls me.
In the past year, I have found that my interactions on FB have become increasingly heated. I become frustrated, particularly when it comes to articles and posts that seem to advocate censorship and the restriction of artistic freedom, including advocacy in favour of guarding language and suppression of expression. When I see articles shared on FB multiple times, it gives me the impression of what I like to term “bandwagonism,” the acceptance of something by a lot of people, often out of a need to have the approval of one’s peers. Such bandwagonism leads me to feel isolated and alienated.
It is in everyone’s best interests, including my own, that I limit my FB activity to the administration of fan pages. For some reason, I am quick to write a scathing post on FaceBook. Don’t get me wrong, I still consider many of the points I’ve made there to be important and relevant, but not the way I make them, which can be to insult others for their opinions, and wanting to shut down discourse that disagrees with my own opinions.
I am a flawed individual in many ways. I am sure I’ve alienated numerous people. I don’t want nor do I expect to be a popular person, nor will I ever temper my beliefs for the sake of approval of others, but I want to express myself in ways that are not hurtful.
In this case, a few people were good enough to call me on my actions. I appreciate that. I’ve written apologies to the parties that were offended by my insults.
I’m not an easy ride alas. It often takes me a few days or more to see reason. But when I eventually do, I usually apologize. 2016 has started in a blaze of scandal. Let’s hope the cold weather cools me down. If not, feel free to kick my ass.