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#100DaysOfHopper Day 68-69

Day 68: Can you all stop...
I just can't - yes, I'm sure you could
OMG - to non-exasperating moments
LOL - at things that are only mildly amusing
To the moon and back - what are you Neil Armstrong?
I'm blessed - you weren't made holy and you didn't go from a miserable **** to feeling blissfully happy in two seconds.
I Love You - How many people do you truly love? Just because it happens to be someone's birthday, doesn't mean you love them for the day.
Sending prayers your way - huh?
LIKE - Stop hitting like when someone says their grandmother died. I know, commenting means you get a notification, but liking it is creepy.
SHARE - sharing anything that tells you to share, because it will save someone, raise money or just because it told you to.

Also, can people stop posting, liking or joining in on the abuse by commenting on people who aren't what you consider normal. Why is it not OK for me to mock a dog that's been beaten or a kid who is crippled (just an example), but you can make fun of some black kid with his pants drooping, some Arab's language, a fat person whose butt crack is showing or someone who might not have the money to have their clothes match?

As anyone who knows me personally, I'll make fun of absolutely everything and anything, but I never try to make anyone feel badly for anything that is out of their control (yes, your religion is your control). I just laugh that all these people who think they are so good, because of one calculated act, but spend the rest of their days looking down on people and making fun of someone's "fault." Last time I checked, your bench press or veggie wrap didn't make you a better person.  You know makes someone a better person? Making others feel better about themselves. #100DaysOfHopper

 Day 69: Couple of observations from an interesting week on this wonderful social media circus.

People who post questions with obvious or easy to find answers.....we're paying attention, just not to you.

People who share wonderous moments that others can experience....keep that shit up.

People who post how blessed they are to have Jesus in their life.....why are your other 75 posts about feeling lost or alone?

People who are blessed because of life's simple pleasures, such as a meal, book or movie...let us know let us know let us know.

People who post pics and videos of other people working out....why are you so small?

People who work out and "keep it real"...why does your girlfriend have fake boobs, lips & hair?

People who work out and don't talk about it....the burn is strong with you.

People who are obsessed with showing off their tits, ass & duckface online...why you can't find a nice guy is rhetorical, right?

People who do this and have found "the one"....Wait for it, wait for it.

People who have replaced all the bad in their life with good....some of us were smart enough to avoid that bad in the first place.

People who are in a better place....stay there and I mean that in a supportive way.

People who complain incessantly about their physical ailments due to weight....why are your kids fat?

People who are lean mean fighting machines.....your kids don't need a kale smoothie for breakfast. They need energy to burn.

People who only look at one side of a coin....try debating the opposite once, you'll find it improves your stance dramatically.

People who are open to suggestion...thank you, but take a stance once in a while. That fence will destroy your crotch.

Finally, those of you with real problems....we don't always like or comment, but not because we don't care, but because we do. We're busy researching real ways to help, while others are sending their prayers via the internet in between getting deals on boots.

Happy Sunday folks. God bless, Namaste, bababooey or whatever floats your boat. Smile or frown, it doesn't matter, I'll keep reading and writing. #100DaysOfHopper


Day 69 Part 2: Big shout out to three people, who are actually on Facebook. One reminded me that there are so many people that I claim are close to me, who only take part in my life when they need information or help.  Another thanked me, for something I did that changed they way they thought about something, but always just assumed the opposite, because of who they surround themselves with. Finally, the person, who reminded me that the people who for many years cried that I was the negative one, let the stress of negativity destroy them, but I'm still here, smiling, joking and constantly thinking (maybe evolving) and they are surrounded with pity and contentment, destined to repeat what they have had ingrained into them. Sincerely....thank you!  #100DaysOfHopper

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