Social media’s not a free-for-all! Other people see it. More people than you realize. (Wake up, dummies!)
But what about those days when you post something seemingly innocuous? Like, “Look at this pretty rainbow!” with a picture of a pretty rainbow, and you get comments. Lots and lots of comments…
“It must be nice living in a temperate climate where it rains and you can take shelter in your comfortable house with your expensive phone, and by the way, check your privilege!!!”
“Unfortunately, some of us can’t see rainbows at all because of colorblindness. :/”
“Stop trying to foist your Judeo-Christian symbolism on us!!”
“It’s Adam and Steve, not Adam and Eve! Wait, you know what I mean… NOW look what you made me do, you $%&#@!!”
“This rainbow reminds me of my huge LuLaRoe sale* – here’s a link!”
… and that’s just the replies to your original post, not to mention all of the infighting that results in your friends’ comments.
Sometimes, it seems like you can’t post anything without stepping in a steaming pile. When that happens, it can throw you for a loop,
- Remember these people are all just reacting to a sliver of who you are
- It’s not worth the psychic energy
- You can take it down
Take it down?!? But, but, my freedom!!
Look, I’m just saying: it’s an option.
Once upon a time, a very silly, fleeting thing happened in a very specific place. A place most of the world doesn’t know or care very much about: Milwaukee.
During the entertainment segment of a Brewer’s baseball game, four people dressed as sausages raced each other around the field. As they ran, a player from the opposing team thought it would be hilarious to hit one of the sausages with a baseball bat. (You know, like you do…)
It was an unfortunate but funny story, and someone made a shirt out of it, and it said, “Milwaukee: Don’t Whack Our Wiener,” and I bought the shirt.
Not for myself, for my husband.
We didn’t even live in Milwaukee at the time, so he wore it in Atlanta when we were hiking.
Neither of us anticipated the looks we were about to get, and when a family with little kids came along, my husband had the good sense to leave the trail and turn his shirt inside out.
I still laugh about the whole thing. Him, not so much.
In conclusion, social media is just like everything else. You never know when someone’s going to make a stink, so don’t be surprised.
Anyone looking for a very clever Brewers’ pop culture souvenir T-shirt, let me know: only worn once!
*I do not like LuLaRoe. Please stop trying to sell it to me. Thank you.