I’m going to be super random so forgive me if you’re new here. Do you like Batman? I don’t mean the men that have played Batman (Keaton, Bale, Clooney, Kilmer) in recent history. If you do then you have probably seen all the movies and discussed their good points and bad points. As I was reading Fetlife again tonight I have had a conclusion reinforced for me. I know that some of my folks are there and if we could just hook up we’d have a grand old time. The problem is there are all the other folks in the way with all of their “interestingness.” Yeah I know that isn’t a word but it’s a fit for what I’m seeing.
Folks complaining about their inability to complain without having threads closed. Folks imposing their weirdness on unsuspecting inboxes. Folks irritated about the current state of BDSM and looking to assign blame to all manner of malcontents or in general folks they don’t agree with. Folks who can’t seem to tolerate even a bit of dissension if it flies in the face of their carefully laid daydream. A reemergence of the One True Way crew. I rarely have extreme opinions that I’m not willing to at least hear someone else out on before I move on with my day. It’s getting harder to stumble through the morass of not my people for the fleeting moments of that little group of aliens are clearly my people and are waiting on me to come home–or at least the portion of the planet people like us can fully kick it in.
To be clear this is not just an online/Fetlife issue. As I look around offline there’s a lot of the same things happening. I have noticed myself withdrawing from all of the noise again, which I seem to need to do more often than I used to, just so I don’t snap at the sheer volume of stupidity. Off tangent a commercial from a new Oprah Winfrey project just went off with her voice asking–what do you believe? I believe that O is the anti-Christ. Really how does a poor black woman from the country become one of the most powerful humans on the planet? How does someone whose name was misspelled on her birth certificate, per her folklore, gain so much clout that she creates her own financial impact? Something ain’t right y’all I’m just saying.
Back to my point. My people are just as sheltered or hidden as I am. They peek their heads out to give me hope that I am not Leela from Futurama and I’m the last of my clan. I’m super tired of looking for them though. I’m going to wave at those that look promising and give a nod to those that seem to need it when I recognize my people. But I’m super done with trying to hunt them down. Be sure to knock and I’ll show you the signal. Can’t have my people locked outside when we got snacks inside.