I love Chrissie Hynde, don’t you?
Today, hubby and I got back on the chain gang when we walked back into Weight Watchers and stepped on the flat black demon. Yikes!
I learned something last week about blogging and Facebook and all that. Blogs are a penny a dozen (inflation) and rarely get read unless they are really controversial. My “Best Seller” post last week only got noticed to about halfway through the first sentence. (Maybe this is why Twitter is so popular? Short reading assignments?) Truth is, I didn’t have a best seller, I was only pulling an April Fool’s Day prank on myself because I’ve never had a best seller. I guess I should appreciate my friends and “likers” for assuming it was the truth, right??? Had anyone actually clicked on the link to read about the “best seller” or went in search of where to buy it, they would have seen my clearly silly story and laughed along with me.
I’m in no way offended. I’m just as guilty of not reading your blogs. But I do feel silly. Embarrassed. Now, I think I’ll have to write that memoir about my history of love, sex and lighthouses. But how….?
It worries me a little, though. If people are too busy to read a paragraph, to click on a link to read more, how will they ever have the time to go out and VOTE today? I mean, it looks to me that even if voting was ONLINE, voters might just click on a candidate’s name without reading their bio, their mission, their goals for the office. They might select a candidate that doesn’t even exist. Imagine that.
My words to you that have read this far, (after THANK YOU! of course) is to get up, step away from the keyboard, read your sample ballot that you got in the mail and put in a SAFE PLACE, then head on down to the polls. Please don’t assume your vote doesn’t count. Congratulating me on a non-existent book is nothing compared to passively letting non-existing politicians skew an election.