It’s a sunny, if chilly, one today and I need to start out with a huge thank you to a certain someone who very kindly bought me a cup of coffee!
Leaving only the name of foxtrax1, one of the few handles I recognize on sight, I knew immediately who it was, but I don’t divulge what isn’t left publicly. So thank you! I feel as though we do have coffee together many a morning, so I appreciate your bringing me a cup! Your support, and not only in this way, is noticed and I’m very grateful for it.
And now, on to Monday. I nearly typed “Thursday.”
Oh dear.
Not the most rip-roaring start.
As quickly as my love of that married pair who cruise on YouTube began, it has ended. A same-sex couple, they made an offhand comment in a previous video using “woke” derisively, and now in their newest video they made a terrible “joke” about Pres. Biden falling asleep in public, and that was that. It amazes me that a married gay couple freely and openly cruising the world has anything negative to say about the very mindset that makes that possible.
Thumbs down, unsubscribe.
Does it make me fickle? I really don’t think so. They make the money to cruise through the big ad breaks on their videos, a sponsor they talk about with an intergrated ad for several minutes, and through their Patreon. Apparently they have additional footage there if you care enough to pay for it.
And if you pause one of their incredibly long videos for more than a minute or two, you get another minute of ads. So really what it comes down to is whether what they put out is worth my viewing time. It’s a delicate balance. Do I care enough about what they have to say to endure all those ads?
I suppose I don’t.
It’s not about “cancel culture,” another thing I abhor, because it puts a victim spin on consequences for actions. They are free to say whatever they want to say from their expensive luxury cruise cabin.
And I’m free to turn it off and not recommend it anymore.
Thumbs down, unsubscribe.
It’s weird how attention has become a “right” of sorts, uncritical attention at that. Not that they have anything to say on that, or to imply they have, whether I’m subscribed or not they’d never notice. But that’s the nugget right at the heart of the idea of “cancel culture,” that one is entitled to a spotlight, one is entitled to eyes on a screen.
If that’s the case, where would I sign up? I’ll take one million units of attention please, hold the pickles.
Unless they’re those really good pickles that are just pickles and pickle-colored and not that weird neon yellow-green because seriously, what’s that about?
But I digress.
Maybe it’s internet culture, things come and go, people come and go, attention grabbers come and go. Maybe it’s as it’s always been, only at a faster pace.
Maybe turning things off and “losing touch” and drifting away are simply more pronounced now that every moment of a drift is documented.
I don’t know, I certainly don’t have any answers on a Monday that my brain decided was a Thursday. Not sure why you are looking at me.
Oh right. All that attention I asked for a couple of paragraphs up that way.
Hmm.
Thumbs down, unsubscribe.
Have a wonderful Monday and a great start to your week.






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