Unfriending Alpaca Farmers
Being a proud snowflake (which is a euphemism for queer in my mind), I have decided that I don’t need to see Facebook posts that are either hateful or ask me to profess my love for a god or Jesus.
Why Are All the Assholes Alpaca Farmers?
A while ago, when I decided to quickly expand my “friends” on Facebook, I just started adding a lot of the recommended friends without really knowing who they were. It was egotistical, but I wanted a lot of Facebook “friends.”
For some reason, there must be a very large number of alpaca farmers in my Facebook universe and they all started to friend me and I just accepted their friend requests willy nilly.
Now, as I’m reading through my posts and I find anything hateful, racists, supportive of our POS POTUS, anti-Clinton/Obama/Mueller or if I see regular posts asking for “amens” or ways accepting Jesus as one’s personal savior has made one’s life glorious…I just unfriend the person immediately.
At least 90% of those unfriended lately are…you guessed it…alpaca farmers.
These people are some of the stupidest, most hateful, willfully ignorant people I run into on social media. I know this sounds like I’m taking a broad brush to a somewhat random population…but that has been my anecdotal experience.
Now, I’m sure there are exceptions…I’m sure, because I know some amazing alpaca farmers who are smart, loving, supportive people.
But in my most recent experience, Christopher Guest should do a sequel-like movie about alpaca breeders and farmers similar to “Best In Show” and he wouldn’t have to exaggerate anything to show a crazy bunch of nut jobs and to create a hilariously funny movie.
While I clean out the hate on my Facebook feed, progress moves forward on the Heart Baby Blanket.
I’m thinking I’ll need to do a total of 9 rows of hearts, possibly 10 to make it a nicely proportioned blanket for swaddling, using in a crib, etc., so I have a few more rows of hearts to finish.