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Thoughtful Thursday - False Information

thoughtfulYou know what grinds my gears?

People telling me not to reply to their blog posts unless I jump through a bunch of hoops to format it just the way they find acceptable.

"You better say a stream of pleasantries rather than simply sharing a link or it's unwelcoming."

"You can only reply if you meet my ridiculous IQ level requirements that actually prove nothing about your intelligence, but really show my own insecurity about mine."

"We need proof you've crossed a barren landscape and survived the Hidalgo sandstorm before we'll talk to you."

"Rescue a monkey from Agamemnon and we'll see if you might know something worthwhile to chat about."

Because that kind of response as a reply to your blog post is welcoming.

Nope.

Guess what?

It feels more like a slap in the face.

Guess what else?

There are thousands of other bloggers out there who are simply happy to have any response at all.

I guess I'm rambling about something without having mentioned what it's even about. I get rather annoyed when I see people continually sharing incorrect information. In this particular case it relates to Marie Antoinette and that famous saying she almost certainly never said.

I suppose I find it extra irksome since her blood somehow runs in my veins, but whatever.

The point is that if you know it is widely debated on whether she could have said it since she was a young child at the time it was supposedly said, making an entire blog post about it just to make a comment about Trump is rather pathetic. All it shows is your own ignorance and desperation. Yes, Trump is an idiot and a mostly shitty human, but pointing that out doesn't make you a better person.

Working on yourself does.

Do some frigging research before plucking some historical figure out of the air and using them for your "all rich people are evil" rhetoric. There are tons of rich people who do wonderful things in this world such as J.K. Rowling, Bill Gates, Elon Musk, Warren Buffet, and many more. Many of them have even undertaken pacts to give away the majority of their wealth. Just because you aren't on the receiving end, doesn't mean they aren't sharing it.

Also, if you can't go a day without talking or posting about Trump, you have an unhealthy obsession.

Many of my fellow Canadians are so focused on what's going on south of the border, they're ignoring the bad shit our Prime Minister has been doing. Most of his election promises have been broken, but few are talking about the pipeline, reconciliation, clean water for the First Nations communities, the shit show that is the plan for cannabis legalization, and much more.

That bugs me too.

And if you want to know how rich people got where they are? Yes, it's true that some of them got there by birth, but many got there by working hard and focusing on their goals or by seizing an opportunity instead of whining about other people being rich.

Also, while you sit there complaining about Trump, he continues pushing forward on his goals while your own languish.

Speaking of goals, I'm off to school early today for a meeting that could be really important for my future.

Guid cheerio the nou,
R~

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