You know what? I don’t care how you voted and I’m not going to talk about how I voted!
Social media has been brimming with people’s opinions on why Cameron got in and how the votes are made up. I’ve had my fill of first past the post and proportional votes. I am sick to the back teeth of hearing about Cameron and his mates, what’s happening in Westminster and what benefits may or may not be slashed. Will we still have the NHS in a year? I dunno but I am quite sure I don’t want to hear about it ANY MORE!
I like Facebooking. I like looking at pictures of my friends’ children, I like to see my online friends’ crochet and craft pictures and in other groups I like to hear what people say about their children with sensory problems: their achievements and their questions. I pop onto the groups to give advice or read the advice from others. I like to put photos on of my kids with a funny anecdote and laugh at my friends’ responses.
I am starting to like Twitter a bit. I have a lot of bloggy contacts on there and often read their latest posts when they ‘tweet’ them into the ether.
BUT I haven’t liked ANY of it for about a fortnight. First we had a zillion pictures of Kate and the baby and what do we think she has named her and how does she stand upright after giving birth ten minutes before and HOW brave or stupid is she for wearing a lemon frock when she could easily have a post birth maxi-pad accident on the back of it…and I was thoroughly sick of that…and then we had all of the YOU MUST VOTE posts with everyone trying to convince everyone else of the merits of one against the ‘insert rude word’ ishness of another. . .
And now we have the post-vote meanness. Too many people having too much to say about all the terrible things that are definitely going to happen to us all and then worse still my friends having ‘words’ with each other because they are all convinced that they are right and everyone else is wrong. It’s all a bit too much. I’m fed up of it all! Please lets just go back to swapping pictures of grannie blankets and children with chocolate pudding on their faces because it’s all getting quite depressing, really!
The truth of the matter is griping about it all now isn’t going to do anything…getting your knickers in a twist and ‘de-friending’ most of your Facebook friends list isn’t going to change anything a jot so just take a deep breath and put the kettle on, kiss your kids and go to the park.