AI Artwork By: Pumpkin Empress
When I wanted to unclutter my life, I went to my Facebook Page and restricted access to some people and kicked other people off.
I got tired of going onto FB to look at funny cat Memes and having one of my friends correcting my spelling, or asking me why I didn’t support Bernie Sanders and why I was SO stupid that I could NOT recognize that the Beatles were the Gods of Rock and Roll.
It was amazing how much more fun I had with FB ( at the time ) after I cleaned house.
Of course, now FB is in the toilet and my news feed is a mass of misinformation and hate posts so maybe it’s time to clean house entirely now.
I should probably leave it and REALLY clean house.
First off, I think Gene Simmons of Kiss is an ass.
I liked some of Kiss’ music, but I wasn’t a huge fan. I liked Paul Stanley and Ace though, they seemed cool and they were talented musicians. Gene has a long tongue.
However, recently Gene Simmons came out and said that Rock and Roll is dead and I found myself agreeing with him.
It’s not that the musical style is gone- it’s just that the spirit is dead.
Rock and Roll, being a musician, that ‘universe of rebellion’ has gone dark.
The funny thing is, when I think of The Republican’s Dear Leader on his way to squatting in the White House with his cabinet of Racists, Rapists, Drunks and Crooks and people ask- where is the outrage?
Here is what I think. When I think of all of those silent concert halls, and clubs, the neglected electric guitars, I think I know.
That spirit of Rebellion is quiet because one of the places it came from is gone now.
This is rock ‘n’ roll radio
Come on let’s rock ‘n’ roll with the Ramones
Rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Let’s go, rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Let’s go, rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Let’s go, rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Let’s go
Do you remember Hullabaloo
Upbeat, Shindig and Ed Sullivan too?
Do you remember rock ‘n’ roll radio?
Do you remember rock ‘n’ roll radio?
Do you remember Murray the K
Alan Freed, and High Energy?
It’s the end, the end of the 70’s
It’s the end, the end of the century
Do you remember lying in bed with your covers
Pulled up over your head? Radio playin’ so one can see
We need change, we need it fast before rock’s just part of the past
‘Cause lately it all sound the same to me
Let’s go, rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Let’s go, rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Let’s go, rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Let’s go, rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Will you remember Jerry Lee
John Lennon, T Rex and Ol’ Moulty?
It’s the end, the end of the 70’s
It’s the end, the end of the century
Do you remember lying in bed with your covers
Pulled up over your head? Radio playin’ so one can see
We need change, we need it fast before rock’s just part of the past
‘Cause lately it all sound the same to me
Rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Let’s go, rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Let’s go, rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Let’s go, rock and rock ‘n’ roll radio
Let’s go
This is rock ‘n’ roll radio
Stay tuned for rock ‘n’ roll
Word of The Day Challenge: INSTITUTE
Today’s WP question is: In what ways do you communicate online?
Back when I was a Politician’s wife, my newly minted Facebook ( and Facebook was just becoming a ‘thing’ ) page took a lot of traffic in- of course it was being trolled by other Politicos who thought they could get into my head by seeing what I posted on Facebook.
I wasn’t stupid, so I went out of my way to post cat meme’s and Calvin and Hobbs comics and an ocean of non-sense because WHY NOT.
On the other hand, my blog- oh yes my blog was where I would tell you EXACTLY what I thought.I did it in prose and poetry and editorial posts. But for some reason people really did believe that they could ‘see into what I meant’ by what I posted on Facebook.
If I wrote ” the Democrats in my LD first inclination is treat me like a slow witted mental defective, but to play it safe they pat me on the head and smile into my face and tell me how smart I am because they want to impress my husband” – they didn’t think that was true or noteworthy or even insulting.
Oh no. They would look at a meme I posted of a cat screaming into a dog’s face and think they had just gained some secret insight into my psyche and by extension husband’s mind.
So it was all of those years ago when I saw people quipping and tweeting and thinking that these one sided conversations that they were having with themselves I decided that Facebook, Tweets, texts were pointless and useless.
If I want to talk to someone, I will call them. If I want to express myself I write on my blog.
So that’s the easy answer. If I want to communicate on line, I do it on my blog.
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