How do you feel about people’s need to post every detail of their relationships on social media? Are you guilty?
This pairs so well with my overall approach to so many things today. It strangely fits in with what I was tinkering with yesterday, debating about how to go get a medical issue reexamined. (My questions were along the lines of, “where am I as far as my deductibles for this year?” and “How much is this going to cost out-of-pocket while you’re waiting for the disability appeal?”) Is it potentially something really problematic? Do I want to know with the holidays starting next week?
I am going to go Monday after all; it’s the last opening my primary doc has this year, so it’s a bit of an opportunity to send holiday wishes, too.
But, even here, I’m not going to blab share my worst thoughts about what it is. There aren’t any really any gruesome photos that can be shared. (I can’t see any of it; it’s an ear problem.) But if you were to encounter me, you’d be none-the-wiser about what’s going on.
MS is kind of the same way; But You don’t look sick! Nope. Sure don’t. And if I hasn’t told you, you’d never know.
I just look like a forty-something dude with a suspiciously-blonde mustache. I’m starting to wonder if that’s just how my body is expressing gray hair; it appears blonde. No salt-and-pepper here.
Maybe I should let the hair on my head grow a bit more to see if it’s the same shade.
But back to the topic; while health issues aren’t relationship issues, I think they’re treated with same circumspection. As I’ve slipped into the Ginger Dropout’s Social Media tool more, I’ve seen where information gets filtered/sorted. It’s very strange, and I’m not exactly sure what to make of it.
Often the things I’m seeing, now, are about professional athletes being cut, or coaches being fired. You dig a bit more, and it turns out to be untrue. Maybe there’s folks within the organization who are dissatisfied with how things are going, but…
I don’t need to know much about what’s going on in someone else’s life. In face, for the most part, I don’t want to know.
I wrote a few days ago about asking one of the AI tools to tell me as much as it could about the address where I used to live in Bad Newz. (Yes, y’all. I lived on a numbered street in Newport News, and saw Ookie play high school ball…) I think in very old radio days, there used to be a tracked stat — TSL (Time Spent Listening). Many, many of these sorts of stories are very short TSL. The real information might be buried somewhere in the story, but you’d need to read way down to find the information that doesn’t necessarily match the headline.
But people are getting better at sifting through data, and drawing conclusions from the sift job.
Senator Graham was very upset that Jack Smith had been spying on his phone activity. One of the FB comments about it said something along the lines of They found Lady G’s Grindr account. And you can STFW, yourself, for the meaning of “Lady G.”
But do I really need to know what he does in his downtime? (Given that he’s a Senator, there’s a ton…) No, not really. Reason is upset that he helped clear the path for the tools to be developed. (And the obligatory disclaimer that I have been a financial donor to The Reason Foundation…)
I understand why he’s upset. I also understand why Reason is upset.
But this was going to happen regardless of what government did or didn’t do.
You can ferret out whatever information you want about someone else’s relationship, and you’re never going to have the actual story.
So, stop trying? It probably isn’t any of your business, anyway.
In tangentially-related news, looks like JFK’s grandson is running for Congress. Do I really care if he engages in the sort of excess his grandfather, and other male relatives purportedly did? Nah, not really. If he does, he’ll probably get away with it, which raises all sorts of other questions.