Thank you for your candour.

Look, never in the twelve years I have been writing this blog have I ever confessed to wanting to change the world. I cannot. I am just one lonely big mouth in a sea of big mouths shouting into the computer, hoping that someone might nod and agree with me from time to time.

Or not. I don’t really write for anyone in particular. I am not a fashion blogger, or an expert in anything really. I know a little about a lot of things, but not a lot about one thing in particular.

I would be that person to get a Participation Ribbon and I would be completely fine with that. I get up, get dressed and get out, trying all the time to be a fully paid up member of the human race. I try to be empathetic, and trying harder not to be a judgmental cow. I am 100% convinced that I am absolutely not perfect in any sense of the world.

I feel too much. It gives me the shits. I sometimes wish I could be a narcissist. Imagine, going through life knowing that you are superior than EVERYONE else! None of that pesky empathy BS.

I am just a girl, sitting in front of a computer, telling boring mundane tales from my life. People more often indicate that they enjoy my musings, but occasionally I get it wrong.

I recently voiced my disappointment about a white good purchase, which in a wild twist of irony, tuned out to be black. It surprised me when it turned out to be the most popular post of the year, having been read by 32 thousand people and touched people so much that hundreds of comments were made, comparing stories. That is what an online community does.

But then there is that one person who mounted their white steed drew their sword and “THWACK! OFF WITH HER HEAD!”

But the thing is, I totally get it! The world can be a fucking dreadful place and personally I have to be very careful about what media I consume. The 24 news media cycle is responsible (in my lofty position up from this podium) for the increasing general anxiety that is on the rise.

Politicians are lying to us as the world burns, then floods. There is a worldwide trend that those in power would prefer to keep us scared, highlighting things that we should be fearful of. Keep them scared and then they will start to look for the hope.

Enter President Trump’s recent State of the Union speech which was run like a High School Football Teams Pep Rally. It was as entertaining as it was abhorrent.

So yes, I write about whitewoods. I write from an Apple Computer while sitting in air-conditioning while drinking a take away coffee FROM A KEEP CUP KAREN and I shall continue to do so.

“I’ll give my keyboard when you pry (or take) it from my cold, dead hands”

In summary, try not to be an asshole. The world is already full of them.

The End