Have you ever “googled” yourself? Yes if you drop my name through the years its kind of popular and it helps to most like be the only “Jibreel Riley” in the world. Either way, you knew what was on my mind and I wasn’t afraid to say it. As I got older and wiser my politics have gotten more realistic and driving into “reality” of how things in the world really work.
There is a lot of gray in a black and white world. Reality is there is compromise in politics. In the Western World, the compromise is in the chambers that our elected officials inhabit while in those 3rd World dictatorships, compromise is “we kill you and rape you or just kill you.” I think I’ll deal with just reading the NY Post/NYDN/NY Times.
Analogue media is all I can really deal with these days. Let me be clear as day: FUCK YOUR POLITICS! Yes I’m informed but really every fucking day!?!
See what comes out of me when I get going on that stuff. I couldn’t even bleep it out. I have friends from pinko commies to libertarians however the key is, we talk about everything but politics and if we do happen to bring something up, yes I have my views, opinions and like everyone however its not whom I am. I’m bigger than politics. I’m live in Literalville where we know “Politics” is just a system to divided people, family, friends even relationships.
Eminem can rap about rape, gays and kids in trench coats. I remember when Marilyn Manson was tweeking the nation. They sold millions of records however if I start doing it than I’m an asshole. Well like the one saying goes “kill 3 people you are a murder, kill over 3 million then you are a Revolutionary” please skip the “Che t-shirts” that dude was a pussy! If you can’t take a joke… thats one thing but if you can’t take reality, I’m sorry but this is real life.
My original Facebook was a re-set also from my older Facebook that got clipped for who knew “adding friends.” Its always been heavily political, its even how I manage to meet some of my dearest friends that the irony are not cut from the same political cloth as myself. I learn what right books to read from all types of scholars to making some of the greatest one liners, ad libing my way into some cult status. I would mix in my interest of Urban Planning, Rust Belt Issues and Real Estate. Drop some random travel pics and well thats all folks.
Or is it!?!
It struck me how much time was sucking beyond Farmville when it came to dropping comment after comment. It didn’t help with phone apps so the conversations kept going and going. It dawn on me we are going over issue after issue like we are the ones on Network News, at least they are getting paid to do this. I got a epic chance at finishing school at a epic university. My stress level has been lowered for more reasons that one however something wasn’t feeling right anymore.
The Facebook III, now that was to be a VIP politics free zone. All my friends whom would get lost in the shuffle, posting things that are cute or funny like deer and rabbits. Sunshine, lollypops and everyday grind stuff. I really mean, everyday issues like getting thru the end of the week pay check to pay check, paying the rent, taking the kids to tee ball, yea!
This was also a project to show to people (well to _________) that I really mean it when I want to say “i’m more than politics however if you want to talk issues then I got the Arena but be prepared to put on the pads and get pushed around a bit,” this is kind of hard when you just want to take your ball and go home. So many strangers are able to respect my views as I’ve been called “just a general observer” than a true partisan. I’m sorry if I pissed in your lemonade however you are no longer the smartest person in the room anymore.
Yes I go no books or degrees yet to back it up however I got experience. I’m a unorthodox uncredited sociologist that ask the question in the shittest parts of America “what the fuck happen here?” From the rural of old (cotton) mill towns of North Carolina to the urban areas of Chicagoland, with my photo documentation to my own mental notes mix in a few classes into taking these issues up academically and well I just might know what I’m talking about.
I’m in a city of social issues, I’m a Marine Veteran with personal social issues. Its easy to sit on a moral high ground and speak of the horrors that come with food stamps however the folks living in the projects are not holding welfare parties, they are trying to survive. Yea government cheese is free as the housing is cheap but… newsflash… you live in shit. Yes someday I wan’t the American Dream just like everybody else.
It started to dawn on me, the people the most I would like to read my views was just not connection any dots or didn’t understand however never asked me clearly to explain what I was really getting at.
Its sad something when you can agree with someone on a issue however they are so headstrong full of themselves to see that forest when the sap is falling on your nose. Its also sad to not fully accept that I might know far more about this subject than you do or if I don’t know something then get off the high horse and try to tell me about it.
I’m not a bully to the people I care about, yes I will challenge you but if we agree to disagree the sun will come up and life goes on. I only destroy the ignorant, the arrogant while shaking the moral high ground because in reality there is more than one perspective. At the end of the day, if you choose to engaged myself in Facebook II then prepare for the match and shake hands afterwards.
Well folks, Facebook II is gone baby gone along with a few folks as well. As of today FB II really might stay gone for good. Yes there is people I’ll miss and if they can manage to find they way to FB III then its all good but its not going to be the same by any means.
The Experiment behind it really hurts at the end because it showed the weak bond that I really had in a relationship that seemed ok. Somethings you just can’t “ask” for you just have to see if they just come about. Forcing someone to like/love you is a major signal, you are not good for each other. If social networking with messenger along with over relying on the communication thats making people more anti-socal makes me more anti all of the above! You know the ten digits, yea.
My mood is dark as the world is changing. Its getting colder as people are becoming more bitter. You can be 10 feet tall behind the keyboard but afraid to open up in person. Despite all the information at your fingertips, the laptop is the new idiot box with porno.
Really 5, 10, 20 years from now we are going to really be saying “yea I had a good girl but one night on Facebook she posted XYZ and I had to dump her” or “yea he was a good guy but he just rambled on about his day on messenger and I snapped” so this and other stupid reasons is going to have you living alone with cats? As trivial as social networking can be, if used wisely you can separate the real from the fake. The people whom really be down with you when the shit hits the fan. Who needs the bullshit? There is a real life going on and I’m trying to live it.
If a Facebook post to poor messenger etiquette “does that even exist?” Thinking the other person on that computer screen is the problem you might want to look in the mirror.
I’m not heavily opinionated, just coming from Literalville the reality is I just call em how I see em
