Posting from a Lonely Kid

 On the day that Stephen Colbert's show ended, I made a post on Facebook with a picture of Letterman and Colbert.  I rarely post on Facebook and I didn't realize that I should have made my settings private. I know a few of my classmates were Letterman fans and anyone who is still a social media friend is not a fan of the current administration.  

I did it as kind of a therapy thing. I wish I would have realized that I made it public.  I put up a picture of Letterman and Colbert from the top of the Ed Sullivan theatre after they pitched office furniture off of it as the show was ending.

This was what my post said:

As a lonely kid, I would spend my summers staying up late to watch David Letterman's show.  Sometimes I would do it during school nights.  That explains the black circles under my eyes since the age of 17.  And I wasn't sure about Stephen Colbert since I didn't watch The Colbert Report.  Letterman taught me how to be a smart ass growing up and dealing with bullies.  Colbert reminded me that kindness matters and you can still be a smart ass in a more subtle way.  I will miss Stephen's show.  His kindness and humor was so lovely to watch.  I am worried about the two Jimmys.  Someone please check on them.  F CBS, Paramount Plus and the thin skinned orange goon.

It was a little bit of a melancholy to the post mixed with a little humor.  I was surprised that it got shared.  I was horrified that some MAGA person shared it on her Facebook page with the caption Letterman is an idiot.

Well duh.  He called himself that every night.  One of her supporters posted something along the lines that they were glad they were gone.  

I realized I didn't get mocked, but I felt like it. I felt a little violated that someone had to share it.  For what?  To keep going on with the hate?  How pathetic.  Corinne wanted to troll her but she realized the woman had her comments turned off.

If it wasn't for Corinne and my niece, I'd be off of Facebook.  It's become a bastion of hate and people can be keyboard warriors and hide behind a screen.

The other ones aren't so great either.  Looking at you Tik Tok.  I deleted my account and I'm keeping it that way.  It doesn't help me to look and see the diva doing dance videos when she should be working.  Things have changed within our group and maybe some of that laziness will get exposed.  I don't want to see her in her nightgown. I have enough nightmares from this administration.

I finished listening to Jill Biden's book.  I am still appalled at what happened with Hunter Biden and his trial.  That was just a trial of humiliation.  

This is a really hard time in history for anyone with a heart.  


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