If you tell me what food you DON’T like, I will find the same thing to be true.
Oh, you’re not a mayonnaise person because it’s so gelatinous and white?
Oh look, now mayonnaise is grossing me out.
This same thing happens to me online.
Oh, you don’t like it when middle aged women say “YO?”
Yo, okay, I’ve been shamed.
Now I don’t want to write anything because I might say yo.
Oh, you don’t like it with poetry.
Now I’m afraid to write anything because I might rhyme.
Oh, you don’t like it unless it’s a tutorial or an impassioned essay or a top 7 list or or OR.
I can’t take any more opinionated tarballed mayonnaise anythings.
Because it’s me.
So do I opt out of the conversation?
(Gross. Those. Words. Gross.
I now have a case of the
So do I install blog blockers and opinion blasters?
Do I quit reading and start writing?
How do you avoid the opinionated tarball mayonnaise anything?