Wednesday, June 22, 2016

On the record

I think I am going to abandon Yabberz News. It depresses me. Gawker does not depress me. I know I'm boring you, but not trying to, as I wish to find interactive sites I enjoy, and I let myself fall into the Horton sandpit, my belief persisting that I was there years ago and wisely left. I am really not sure what drives me away. I am mean, and without nicotine, threatening violence is the natural proclivity of intense pain. The word fuck is simply a monotone of saltiness. Yabberz is mean, but I only rarely see my bad day virulence on it and really dislike it. A European emigre, American born black, decided to follow me on the site, and in shaded euphemism I tried to tell her I was racist, but it would have hurt her unnecessarily. I'll sleep on it, but dislike the fact of its tendency toward binary opposition-- but this expatriate, Mickey, who seems to have her own triggers, disliking Mark Johnson as intensely as I do, happily, said Yabberz is


  • Low traffic, which seems obvious
  • crude
  • mean, like twitter
The empath minority girl is right and I rather admire her spirit, because she sees, I believe, what lies behind the bubbles of of bigoted reducive tendencies. I followed her back, but again, this community portal isn't conducive for me. There are a number of smart users far more erudite on policy than I can be at one time, but I hate it, and begin to feel California has a conflicted identity crisis, one that makes Jerry Brown diminutive. I'm open to other ideas, though I hesitate about returning to the NYT book forum. Enough posts for one morning.

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