I am so demoralized by everything, Are we having Word War III but no one is noticing because we’re also having some really bad weather?
I’m having trouble coping with life. Not just blogging. Everything. The only place I feel comfortable and safe is huddled in my bed, which is a sad state of affairs, especially since I’ve never been a quitter. But now, I feel like quitting. Not quitting blogging. Quitting everything.
Since hardly anyone comments anymore — lots of like, but few comments — much of the fun of pushing through on WordPress is vanishing for me. I keep really wondering if the endless battle to find a way to just write a post, add a few pictures, and enjoy the company of fellow bloggers is even possible now. I am absolutely sure WordPress has decided they ONLY want business plan members and the rest of us are more trouble than we are worth.
It has been obvious for a long time that we are not worth much to them. What are we worth to each other?
I guess we don’t earn them enough money. What, exactly is ENOUGH money? They already dominate the blogging market, so at what point is it enough? Is it ever enough? We live in a world where gigantic businesses never feel they are gigantic enough. They need to be bigger and bigger and bigger. There is no ceiling. No end.
I don’t have a business and I don’t have money to pay for a business application I don’t need. If I had a business I would never promote it on WordPress. I am sure they would then make my business a world of hell too.
If anyone has anything to say, please say it. I get a lot of hits and no one seems to want to say anything. Maybe everyone is in some kind of lethargy or depression. Two plus years of plague and lockdowns has left everyone mopey and sad.
MEANWHILE — the war we all feared might come has officially arrived. Not to worry. CBS (which is now Paramount Plus) spent more time talking about the weather tonight than the blossoming European war between the US/NATO and Russia. For all I know, the winner of this war will be whoever gets more hits on Twitter — or whoever survives the nuclear blast. Let’s not worry about the dead and dying or for that matter, the dead and dying planet. Let’s worry about Twitter.
It’s always important to know what REALLY counts.