Courtesy of @brianball, this month I have been diving into Twitter to learn about the platform and how to use it. This activity was supposed to be part of some cohort, but it seems to be more of an independent study. That's fine as I was never a fan of group work anyway. I always ended up doing the lion's share of the work to ensure an A for everyone else.
I finally put my finger on a feeling I'm getting from Twitter. I see a lot of proclamations from people who seem to have "figured it out" and they are constantly telling you what you should be doing. I remembered that I experienced a similar feeling as a kid going to church. I don't recall an uplifting or positive experience. I recall lots of guilt, shame, and "everybody's-a-sinner" talk along with plenty of proclamations about how we are supposed to be living. I'm not seeing lots of guilt or shame on Twitter, but there is plenty of advice and people proclaiming what you should be doing.
I get tired of all this advice. You know what, maybe I've figured out a few things of my own, and I'm going to blaze my own path even if the so-called "experts" have different advice. I feel like I'm playing with the house's money on Twitter anyway. If it doesn't work out, so what?
Aside 1: When my nephew was younger, he had a speech impediment that caused him to garble certain words. Anytime we talked about going to church, he called it "thurth." He also enjoyed it when we went to Chi Chi's and got free "chipth" and salsa.
Aside 2: My college roommate Mike recalled the story when his mom dragged him to some giant church service in Cincinnati helmed by the televangelist Benny Hinn. They passed around buckets with the Kentucky Fried Chicken logo on them, and he thought, "Great, they are serving fried chicken!" It turns out these buckets were being used for the offering.
Aside 3: Mike also told the story that one week the usual Sunday morning service had been postponed until Sunday evening. His mom referred to it as "night church," and Mike feigned disgust and being creeped out by the phrase "night church," which somehow got him out of going.
Aside 4: I had a former co-worker who was very much anti-church and anti-religion in general. He referred to Biblical stories as "fairy tales" and churches as "spook factories." His favorite story of going to church as a kid was when someone's baby wouldn't stop crying and his father shouted, "Stick a tit in its mouth!"
Aside 5: Someone once told me the two best places to get rid of counterfeit money: 1) A stripper's g-string (although I contend that the black light would reveal the fake bill), and 2) the offering plate at church.
I finally put my finger on a feeling I'm getting from Twitter. I see a lot of proclamations from people who seem to have "figured it out" and they are constantly telling you what you should be doing. I remembered that I experienced a similar feeling as a kid going to church. I don't recall an uplifting or positive experience. I recall lots of guilt, shame, and "everybody's-a-sinner" talk along with plenty of proclamations about how we are supposed to be living. I'm not seeing lots of guilt or shame on Twitter, but there is plenty of advice and people proclaiming what you should be doing.
I get tired of all this advice. You know what, maybe I've figured out a few things of my own, and I'm going to blaze my own path even if the so-called "experts" have different advice. I feel like I'm playing with the house's money on Twitter anyway. If it doesn't work out, so what?
Aside 1: When my nephew was younger, he had a speech impediment that caused him to garble certain words. Anytime we talked about going to church, he called it "thurth." He also enjoyed it when we went to Chi Chi's and got free "chipth" and salsa.
Aside 2: My college roommate Mike recalled the story when his mom dragged him to some giant church service in Cincinnati helmed by the televangelist Benny Hinn. They passed around buckets with the Kentucky Fried Chicken logo on them, and he thought, "Great, they are serving fried chicken!" It turns out these buckets were being used for the offering.
Aside 3: Mike also told the story that one week the usual Sunday morning service had been postponed until Sunday evening. His mom referred to it as "night church," and Mike feigned disgust and being creeped out by the phrase "night church," which somehow got him out of going.
Aside 4: I had a former co-worker who was very much anti-church and anti-religion in general. He referred to Biblical stories as "fairy tales" and churches as "spook factories." His favorite story of going to church as a kid was when someone's baby wouldn't stop crying and his father shouted, "Stick a tit in its mouth!"
Aside 5: Someone once told me the two best places to get rid of counterfeit money: 1) A stripper's g-string (although I contend that the black light would reveal the fake bill), and 2) the offering plate at church.
#5 - While I'm not the most religious person around, I think it's just terrible to give it to church.