why do i hate that artist thing that people keep posting on my facebook so much? why am i such a jerk?

The pages I get the most suggestions for are stuff like Classic Rock in Pics, The YEAR Grunge BROKE, Movie is Life, Le Cinéma World, Decade 77-87 - a grown up disco: new wave, punk, postpunk, goth & indie. Curated pop culture fan pages. Grateful that I'm no longer getting a barrage of 2nd Amendment pages like I was 4 or 5 years ago.

I guess we're all touching different parts of the elephant and saying the elephant IS that thing.

Whether by design or by happy accident, I appear to have curated effectively. I never see anything even remotely right-wing, nor anything that is offensive to my delicate sensibilities.

My feed is entirely musician stuff, cats, my best friends' children, nature photography, local restaurant culture, YIMBY politics, puns, liberal pieties, nieces and nephews, language, history, architecture, and my friends' children's nieces' cats.

If you see FB as a dystopian fascist hellhole, I am sorry to hear it, but it indicates how poorly the algorithm has curated your input. Unfortunately that shit will always be out there in the world. We can't wish it away. But you don't need to invite it into your leisure time. And you shouldn't have to work too hard to banish it from arising in front of your eyeballs.

I mostly get cat groups, obscure rock bands, trans bloggers/meme groups, and chronic illness pages recommended to me nowadays. And for some reason the algorithm thinks I'm Black.

Ugh

i grew up in xxxx and never once questioned my parents income, it was never a discussion. We didn't eat a lot of fast food because it was considered a treat, not a food group. We ate homemade meals consisting of meat, potatoes, and vegetables - (which were not an optional choice).No vegetables, no dessert!!!
We grew up during a time when we mowed lawns, pulled weeds, babysat, helped neighbours with chores to be able to earn our own money. We by no means were given everything we wanted.
We went outside a lot to play, ride bikes, run with friends, play hide and seek, or went swimming. We rarely just sat inside. Bottled water was unheard of. If we had a coke, it was in a glass bottle, and we didn’t break the bottle when finished. We saved it and cashed it back in at the shops for a sweet.
After school, we came home and did homework and chores, before going outside or having friends over. We would ride our bikes for hours. We had to tell our parents where we were going, who we were going with, and be home when the street lights came on!
You LEARNED from your parents instead of disrespecting them, and treating them as if they knew absolutely nothing. What they said was LAW, and you did not question it, and you had better know it!
We watched what we said around our elders because we knew if we DISRESPECTED any grown-up we would get a real telling off, it wasn't called abuse, it was called discipline! We held doors, carried the shopping, and gave up our seat for an older person without being asked. You didn't hear swear words on the radio in songs or TV.
“Please and Thank you were part of our daily vocabulary!
The world we live in now is just so full of people who hate and disrespect others.
Consider Re-posting if you're thankful for your childhood. I will never forget where I came from and only wish children now days had half the chance at the fun and respect for real life we grew up with! And we were never bored!
And it’s how I have brought my children up to x

The apocalypse began with bottled water.

Ah yes, the past... a time in which hate and disrespect were unknown

can we stop holding doors, let them make their own decisions

A lot of people are remembering some Norman Rockwell calendar they used to have, not the actual grim reality of 60's-80's life

https://i.imgur.com/6mcbSfX.jpg

http://p5.storage.canalblog.com/59/86/1081943/83784703_o.jpg

When I was a nippa, the pop man would come to my grammas and leave five or six bottles of what we'd generically call "lemonade" of various flavours. Cherryade (liked least), cola (nice), cream soda (hmm, interesting), dandelion and burdock (yeah!) And lemonade itself (fine if there's nowt else)

Didn't ride around on bicycles, couldn't afford them.

Had dinner at lunchtime, tea at dinner time, and sometimes would have supper before bed.

Then we moved south, and it all changed!

everyone was calling dandelion and burdock "dr pepper"?

The amount of (I thought) fairly intelligent people I see commenting on that photo full of number 529s, apparently genuinely believing they're the first person in over half a million comments to spot number 295 or whatever and so win themselves a campervan/log cabin/iPhone 14 etc is truly staggering (and more than a little depressing)

I just saw that post and we'll lets just say the FB friends I saw reply to it are exactly who I expected to

Before I ditched Facebook in '17, I recall a meme from some of my friends' parents that said "I was spanked as a kid...and I turned out fine! Re-post if you agree!", and it took all of my power not to reply with data from my workplace (an agency that monitors allegations of abuse inflicted upon older adults) revealing that the perpetrators for a disproportionate share of financial exploitation were the seniors' children, who were convinced that their behavior was justified, since their parent was physically abusive.

Fart

nothing like facebook telling me "you've earned a top fan badge of dj xyz, click to accept" to make me never like that person's posts again

"You've earned a Top Fan badge for Andy Dick"

I don’t even get the title of this thread but

Thread title was in response to an image bearing this quote, or some variation thereof:

https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-e_3N2_EkyfU/WB6BNoOqM8I/AAAAAAAAU5w/gnW6ClLbS4QTNvq0ye2SdZEPClrCzXt8wCLcB/s1600/independant-artist.jpg

"When you buy from an independent artist you are buying more than just a painting or a novel or a song. You are buying hundreds of hours of experimentation and thousands of failures. You are buying days, weeks, months, years of frustration and moments of pure joy. You are buying nights of worry about paying the rent, having enough money to eat, having enough money to feed the children, the birds, the dog. You aren't just buying a thing, you are buying a piece of heart, part of a soul, a private moment in someone's life. Most importantly, you are buying that artist more time to do something they are truly passionate about; something that makes all of the above worth the fear and the doubt; something that puts the life into the living."

- Rebekah Joy Plett

I was planning to buy something from an independent artist today but now I don't know, seems like a lot of responsibility!

https://i.ibb.co/VTKnVvv/FB-IMG-1677499447706.jpg

Leather jackets are fine though

loves fruit!? lol

Fucking hippie

who the fuck doesn't love fruit

i'm angry at that person tbr

I don't like fruit. Or, rather, I don't eat it, mostly I don't know if I would like it.

fuck fruit

The ladies call me The Crystal Appreciator

well i'll be damned but i don't wish you ill. xp

loves fruit = (forgive me for this, look away, do not read the following two words) tasty jizz?

Crossed my mind too.

lol I thought it was a euphemism for the other one

that image would be better with Susan Sarandon from Bull Durham

https://i.ibb.co/j9tCkYY/FB-IMG-1678136083077.jpg

I put this one on the trypophobia thread.

checks out - this is my dad
https://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9l9niO5BY1qz82gvo1_500.jpg

why does the statue look like it's in some sort of wasteland

those are definitely unused props from Raised By Wolves

facebook sucks so bad but i joined a new group called "big tree seekers" that is pretty good so far, just nice pictures of big trees.

One of my favourite fb groups is 'Craft beer and cats.' which is exactly as described.

I used to really enjoy cat groups on FB like Catspotting but they ended up having way too many posts from ppl eulogizing their just deceased cats. Don't mean to come across as heartless but I don't need another source for getting bummed out.

The new "Artist thing" of course is Facebook reels that either don't make sense or are just embarassing.

https://i.ibb.co/2YvxMRb/Screenshot-20230309-130233.png

Yes. Very sad

https://i.ibb.co/ZHHL4ks/Fq0d-O-2-Xw-AEii-DP.png

Quick turnaround by the coroner, hopefully that will be some comfort to the grieving family

100mph coroner

https://imgur.io/gallery/X7ZlbCF