Shaking My Head
I swear it is as though some people just don’t have anything better to do than sit on your Facebook page and read your updates and then turn them into something that they aren’t. For example I was on Facebook on the 27th and wrote “some people are sorry excuses for parents... I don’t know why they choose not to wear condoms. They would save a lot of children headaches and heartaches.” Or something to that extent. I don’t really remember because I took it down. My little sister’s mother commented on it and stated that she “knew who I was talking about” even though I wasn’t talking about anyone in particular.
Just today my grandmother called me asking me what I wrote online talking about my father and something about his ex-wife. Now at first I didn’t know what the hell she could have possibly been talking about. So of course I went and looked on my Facebook profile to find out what she was talking about and I stumbled on the status message. All I could do was shake my head.
Ironically enough as soon as she started to ask me what it was that I had said out walks my father. Supposedly what I had posted made him feel so bad and so hurt. Yeah, right. I don’t know who lied to her because he was the furthest thing from either of those things. It’s whatever though because at the end of the day he’s grown ass man and I know the truth; that he’s not hurt and he doesn’t give a damn.
Interestingly enough my grandmother really wants to know what I said and I’m not even about to tell her anything because she will not understand. My grandmother never really understands. I don’t know if she ever will. She’s from a completely different time than me. I can’t really expect her to understand.
Now one thing about me is that I say things and half of the time they aren’t about anything in particular. I just be thinking thoughts and decide to put them online. No I see that I no longer am free to say what I want to say and how I want to say it. I already have to watch my language because I do not want to offend people with my sometimes obscene vocabulary. Now I have to censor my thoughts and ideas because some people might take it personal and take offense to it? Great. Freedom of speech is free until someone’s feelings get hurt or they feel threatened by your words. Just freaking great. So much for the constitution.
Just today my grandmother called me asking me what I wrote online talking about my father and something about his ex-wife. Now at first I didn’t know what the hell she could have possibly been talking about. So of course I went and looked on my Facebook profile to find out what she was talking about and I stumbled on the status message. All I could do was shake my head.
Ironically enough as soon as she started to ask me what it was that I had said out walks my father. Supposedly what I had posted made him feel so bad and so hurt. Yeah, right. I don’t know who lied to her because he was the furthest thing from either of those things. It’s whatever though because at the end of the day he’s grown ass man and I know the truth; that he’s not hurt and he doesn’t give a damn.
Interestingly enough my grandmother really wants to know what I said and I’m not even about to tell her anything because she will not understand. My grandmother never really understands. I don’t know if she ever will. She’s from a completely different time than me. I can’t really expect her to understand.
Now one thing about me is that I say things and half of the time they aren’t about anything in particular. I just be thinking thoughts and decide to put them online. No I see that I no longer am free to say what I want to say and how I want to say it. I already have to watch my language because I do not want to offend people with my sometimes obscene vocabulary. Now I have to censor my thoughts and ideas because some people might take it personal and take offense to it? Great. Freedom of speech is free until someone’s feelings get hurt or they feel threatened by your words. Just freaking great. So much for the constitution.
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