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The Monday Peeve 42

The Monday Peeve

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, link back to me (or not), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen. I have feelings!

This week I’m continuing to rant about people on social media (don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll have another boring driving peeve soon). In particular, I have an issue with those who wish death upon people with different opinions. I know, right? But people are doing that constantly. Now, let me make clear that I am not talking about wishing death upon mass murderers or leaders whom you feel are genocidal maniacs, or whatever… I am talking about those who get so enraged that another poster/commenter disagrees with them that they hope the person dies. WTAF? I know. I know.

This is a bipartisan complaint, btw. I have learned to shrug off folks on the right who regularly wish earthquakes and tsumanis upon California. They can’t bear it that we’re a bunch of liberals out here and they wish the ocean would swallow us all up so they could be free of the burden of our opinions. I find that disgusting and horrible, but it’s old news. Newer news (for me) is the fact that some people on the left are now doing the same thing. They say they hope that supporters of the current President catch the virus and die. I have read versions of this statement countless times now and it’s just as awful each time. Since people tend to cluster with the like-minded, most of the time I see such outrageous statements pass without a peep from anyone saying hey, hold on.

Well, I’m here today to say I find these comments not only terrible but also proof that you’ve lost the argument. When you can’t muster a coherent rebuttal to whatever issue and instead resort to a 5-year-old’s “I HOPE YOU DIE” type of comment… you’ve shown that you have nothing intelligent to add to the conversation. Nanny nanny boo boo!

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The Monday Peeve 41

The Monday Peeve

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, link back to me (or not), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen. I have feelings!

Look, I know we all have FEELS about things that are going on and not only that, but we are 100% convinced that our feelings/reactions/values are the true and correct ones. This isn’t something new, but it seems new. More intense because we’re online with everyone’s opinion amplified… mostly just two opinions on every topic though, not much nuance. “This is the worst thing ever!” “No, this is!” It appears that we are more dug in, more polarized, more sure that WE are right and YOU are wrong. But I assure you, this isn’t new. I was 11 years old when Nixon was up for re-election, and things were exactly like this, except no internet. People HATED him. Or they HATED his opponent. If you didn’t agree with someone’s opinion, you were an idiot. Just like now. In the 1980s, those who supported Carter were savaged by Carter haters. His daughter was cruelly mocked for her appearance. Nastiness does not have a decade; human nature is eternal. It’s just sh!t coming around once again.

What’s my peeve then? People screaming every hour of every day that nothing has ever happened like this before. Uh sorry, but read a book. We’ve had nasty neighbors, racist family members, jerks complaining over nothing, and marches and protests and riots and looting and arson and terrible, horrible, no good, corrupt politicians all along. Chill out for five freaking minutes, willya?

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©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

Image originally found at Pixabay.

The Monday Peeve 40

The Monday Peeve

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, link back to me (or not), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen. I have feelings!

This week I’m all peeved about body-shaming, though this certainly is not a new peeve whatsoever. I was body-shamed as a fat little kid with glasses (was told I looked like Ben Franklin on picture day)… and I was body-shamed as a skinny teenager. I’ve been body shamed by men I’ve dated… too this, too that, not enough, blah blah. I would never dream of saying anything to them about their inadequacies. Because I know how utterly awful it feels to be humiliated in this way, I don’t do it to others. Mock people’s behaviors? Sure, not a problem. People choose their actions and those are fair game. But for the most part, you don’t choose how you look and physical mockery is a completely unfair and terrible thing to do. Not to mention the fact that no one is perfect. Who among us is so flawless that they should be shaming others for physical imperfections?

Some people though, who are otherwise kind and decent, seem to feel that if a person is a horrible monster who has body-shamed others and is an all-round creepazoid, then that makes it okay to body-shame them, even to the point of mocking possible disabilities and illnesses.

No.

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©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

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Unlinked Twitter…

pointless meanderings

You may have noticed, if you pay attention to such things, that my “follower count” just dropped by 1200 or so. No worries! That is not a real number. Those were my tweeters, and I delinked Twitter. Last night I realized that my blog posts get practically no engagement there, so it’s pointless to keep sending my posts over every time one goes live. They just sit there like a smelly old salami no one wants on their sandwich.

My use of Twitter is almost exclusively for poetry prompts and a tiny bit of politics. I like to see what’s trending there so I know the major news of the day right away. It also gives me hot takes on celebs, and I confess that I still like to know what some of them are up to. There are miscellaneous accounts I follow, such as the earthquake bot, which I find useful.

But Twitter and Blogville never integrated in any meaningful way for me, unlike say the way Facebook used to. I may send posts over to FB again, but not all of them. We’ll see. The problem with FB is that people will discuss the post there, not here, so later when I check comments on a post, I won’t see the full convo here on my blog. Annoy!

I blocked someone on Twitter last night for hijacking a post from here (which is what prompted the review of my posts there). People are so rude and thoughtless… and tempers are short now. There is no reason to put up with obnoxious behavior online, none. I see people unfriending others on FB all the time for being jerks, and I get it. If you disagree and can’t be decent about it, go sulk in private or start your own post on the topic. Don’t take over mine!

So far so good regarding my return to FB. I haven’t even been that careful, but I don’t go on and on either. I don’t need to have the last word on other people’s threads. I say what I want to say and get out. I think it’s rude to get into arguments on posts that aren’t your own. I don’t like it when others take over one of my threads for their own ego fest either. Go yell in front of a mirror!

It’s always men… 🙄

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Image originally found at Pixabay.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

The Monday Peeve 39

The Monday Peeve

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, link back to me (or not), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen. I have feelings!

This week we’re back to shopping again, real shopping, not online. As the eagle-eyed reader has probably noted, shopping is one of the peevery themes here. Why? Because there are so many annoying components to the shopping experience! Today I’m ranting about carts. Apparently, due to the fact that people steal carts, someone decided to put “stoppers” on the wheels so that you can’t take the cart past a certain range. Great idea, right?

WRONG! First, these stupid stores are punishing the actual paying customers not the cart-stealers. How do I know this? Because I still see homeless folks wheeling carts (I will assume these are not purchased at Ye Olde Shopping Cart Emporium), and also I am one of the paying customers and am INCONVENIENCED by this IDIOCY. Gah, I almost spelled idiocy incorrectly because I am so incensed.

Second, the boundaries of the carts make no sense. Today (well, Sunday) I was at Lowes and couldn’t take their cart from the main store into the plant section. What? Why? I guess it’s because the plant section is relatively open to the parking lot and it would be easy to sneak a cart out there and spirit it away to the Stolen Cart Underground. The solution is to inconvenience me, a paying customer. That’s always the solution. Inconvenience the customer!

Third, have you ever had a cart full of groceries that you’re wheeling out to your car, but you parked a bit farther from the store than usual. Suddenly! The cart stops moving! Yep, you have reached the invisible cart boundary, the line where some genius has decided marks the point where legit cart biz ends and nefarious cart biz begins. RAWR!

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©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

Image originally found at Pixabay.

The Monday Peeve 38

The Monday Peeve

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, link back to me (or not), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen. I have feelings!

It’s been an insane weekend here in the USA. I hope everyone is doing okay. During times like these what’s important, I think, is to maintain a bit of consistency where we can, in order to hang onto that illusion of control over some tiny, insignificant area of our lives. You know what I’m saying? That’s why I get so UTTERLY ENRAGED when I plan to eat a nommy nommy avocado and I wait until it feels nice and ripe, wash it, cut into it… and it’s all BLECH AND HORRIBLE! Omg. Why me lord? Why? I don’t understand why avos can’t be consistently perfect. I quit buying the bag of them for a deal because I figured, okay, don’t be a cheapo, obviously they stuff inferior avos in the bag. So I only buy the larger, more expensive ones… and still! I would say about 30% of the time they are DISGUSTING AND INEDIBLE! I mean half-rotten and mooshy and brown and gross and awful. It makes me so PEEVED…

I think I just won’t buy avos again. I always say this though. Waaah!

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©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

Image originally from Pixabay.

The Monday Peeve 37

Monday Peeve cat

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!

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I get that CV19 is a big effing deal, but do we have to blame everything on it? I mean, come on now. So, I ordered clothes from a store online and they were shipped from places all over the country. One piece is missing, a cute top… it went to UPS and then my local Post Office, but got hung up there. Because of the virus? There are messages all over the websites when you go to track a package that things are delayed because of CV19. But I received my normal mail Saturday so why couldn’t they have stuck the one other thing in with it? How is the virus stopping them from doing that when the mailman came over here with the mail and put it in the mailboxes anyway? He could have just brought the one last piece of my delivery instead of making me wait until Tuesday. Here I am, doing my part to help the economy, and they can’t even give me my stuff! Oh, the virus stopped us from putting your package in with the mail, so instead we left it sitting right there across the street in the freaking post office. Sure Jan. Let’s blame CV19 every time we just don’t do something right.

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Image originally from Pixabay.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

The Monday Peeve 36

Monday Peeve cat

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!

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Everything old is new again… hey, that’s a catchy line! La la la, I love musicals! And you know what else I love? Bagging my own groceries. Yep, I have a system. Or I had one before THE THING. I brought my own bags and checked out my own stuff, packed it up the way I wanted, which is NOT the way they teach the grocery store peeps to do it. The way I do it is to keep each bag at a relatively reasonable weight for me, due to my hurty back and neck. It doesn’t bother me to use a lot of bags because I keep them to recycle and bring them with me to the store. I’ll make 4 trips back to the car from my apartment rather than hurt my shoulders/neck.

But now that’s screwed up too. I’m at the mercy of the baggers again. They’ve been trained to bag in some “logical” way, which is to put all the heavy stuff in one bag so it weighs 50 pounds, and leave the cotton balls and marshmallows and popcorn for the other bag. WTF??? Why??? Now I have to undo the bags at my car and repack them into my extra bags in the parking lot so I can even lift them into the trunk of my car. IT IS SO DUMB. 🤯

But we’re not allowed to bring the bags we save into the grocery stores now because they could have GERMS on them. We have return to being wasteful like the olden days. And now I remember how much I hate the way the grocery store peeps pack groceries. Grrrr! 😡

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Image originally from Pixabay.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

The Monday Peeve 35

Monday Peeve cat

Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the #TMP tag, and link back to me (or not ~ I dgaf), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen! I have feelings!

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Man, this one is sure overdue and I can’t believe I’ve waited until TMP 35 to mention it. I’m sure you know what I mean. Right? RIGHT? I am talking about yours truly. Yep, this peeve is about me, myself, and I, that annoying trio of wishy-washy, say one thing and do another, can’t make up their minds, flippety flopperoos. Gahhh, they drive me nuts! One day they say they’re gonna exercise and there they are again, just blobbing around doing nothing but sit-sit-sitting and making excuses. Another time they’re gonna “work on their novel,” but instead I see them reading blog posts, checking the news, and just generally goofing off. Oh, here’s a good one… they decide to “cook healthy food.” Bwahahaha, don’t make me laugh! Why then is the trash filled with empty boxes of Lean Cuisines? Grrrr, I wish they’d stick to their plans! 😡

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Image originally from Pixabay.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.

Bloggerz

1. Where is your usual location for meeting friends?

Before the lockdown, we used to have dinner at various local restaurants a couple times per month, and usually once a month there was a game night at someone’s home.

2. What is your favourite time of the day and has it changed recently due to current events?

I have become an “afternoon person.” I usually have the most energy then and feel my best. This has gradually changed from being a “morning person” over the past decade.

3. What do you find embarrassing to talk or write about?

[Or do you not suffer with this?]

I’ve quit discussing in depth how I’ve failed at every romantic relationship or attempt thereof. It’s not really all their fault.

4. What will you NEVER write about?

I don’t write much about work.

[Why?]

Because.

5. Do you ever read erotic fiction or exotic literature of another kind?

I used to, but it’s become tedious unless it’s part of a real story, which it usually isn’t.

6. How confident are you about …. you?

It varies. I know we’re supposed to say RAH RAH CONFIDENT! But that’s BS. Everyone makes mistakes, including me. I recognize them and I apologize for them. I don’t see others doing so much of this, so in a weird, twisted way, this makes me feel superior. I’m so cool with myself and my imperfect humanness that I can say hey I’m gonna screw up again and that’s okay. I see others strutting around with their memes and their fragile egos calling everyone else “stupid” for disagreeing with anything, and I smirk at them. Oo rant! 😜

7. Do you think in today’s digital climate with social media and so on … that people have too much to say and that they should be quieter or that people still are not talking enough?

They should definitely STFU… so they could hear what I have to say. I mean, really! 🤣

8. Do you censor your own writing before publishing?

[As in prevent yourself from writing or expressing certain things the way you really want to?]

Well, duh. If I didn’t, everything would be a rant.

9. If you weren’t already you upon waking to a new day, who would you want to be the next time you wake up?

[Why?]

Someone without headaches and other chronic pain! 😡

10. Have you done everything with your life you set out to when younger or are there still things you wish to achieve?

No. I meant to find my soul mate or life partner or however you wish to term the person you feel good sharing everything with, but I failed at that, and it was the most important thing. Raising great kids was also important, but now they’re on their own and I’m alone. 😢

11. What do you use when creating your blog posts and what would you sing the praises of with regards the creation of written content as opposed to a desktop or a laptop?

[If you do use a Desktop or a Laptop please also let me know]

Mostly the WordPress app for iPhone.

12. Do you give your readership what they want or what they need? What do you as a content writer and creator get from that for you?

I write what I want. I don’t know what my readers need. They seemed to enjoy dating stories, but I don’t have any more.

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Written for Rory’s 12 Bloggerz.

Images from Bitmoji.

©️2020 Paula Light and Light Motifs II. No unauthorized use permitted. Please check out Paula’s books for sale on Amazon.