Is it more important to be anal or to engage?
That sounds like a dumb question I realise, but I'm actually dead serious.
Going all the way back to Steemit in 2016, I've always had this impulse to edit all my comments - to fix any typos (because they are going on the block chain and must be perfect) and to include an image with every comment.
Lots of people have that first anal obsession, but I think I am all alone with the second one. A real freak. But you knew that ...
Peakd has been playing up again lately, not posting images in comments and it brought home to me how much easier is to comment if I don't include an image.
And lately I've also been doing a bit of chat. That is not my usual thing because I'm an antisocial prick who prefers to lurk around posting weird pictures and trying to be enigmatic yet reclusive.
"Strange man having existential crisis about posting comments with typos" - Digital art by FroT (2021)
Recently while having a long and deeply meaningful chat exchange with another freak, I had a breakthrough - his typing is just as shit as mine, but I could still tell what he was saying (at least I think I could).
While his blog posts are examples of word perfect perfection, here we were rapidly communicating in chat using misspelt words and it was all working perfectly.
"What if", a little voice in my head I'll call Piglet said, "What if you did comments the way you do chat, not giving a fuck, just being fast and uninhibited?"
There is a lack of engagement on Hive, and yet so many people treat comments as sort of mini blog posts, long and perfect, rather than as a means of exchanging ideas or just communicating.
Here is the releasing the sphincter part of all this:
I know this is going to sound to like reinventing the wheel, but I'm going to start commenting more, using less words, and not bothering to edit mistakes even if they make me look retarded, And I'm not going to keep including images all the time.
My comments are not going to be anal monuments to comment perfection including references, links, and images anymore. They are going to be hastily scribbled thoughts about people's posts that I stick on there to say "Hey punk, I just read your post and it's pretty OK really, even if you are a bit of a clueless cunt"
I may even start writing comments using my fiddly little Samsung stylus pen thing. And then they will really be totally fucked up.
I occasionally have someone freak out on Hive because I'm a rude prick who uses offensive words. But too bad, that's me, warts and all, and I'm sick of censoring my comments so as not to offend snowflakes. Fuck that shit.
The new fast and loose commenting me:
A fully released sphincter, no editing my comments - all fuck-ups left for the world to see.
Mostly no images, just short sharp comments. I'm not writing a fucking essay.
My uncensored inner self - if I feel like saying cunt, I'll say cunt. I'm a fucking Kiwi for fucks sake.
My posts will still be fully anal with lots of pictures, and hopefully good grammar and spelling. But from now on my comments are going to be fast and furious - a bunch of fucked up next level retard, toss them out shiters.
Will the world end, and will I look like a total idiot? These are important questions, but I suspect that barely anyone will give a fuck actually.
Now I have explained myself to appease my feelings of inadequacy, and I'll start today. I'm only going to shit in my own nest, but I feel like I'm about to start posting naked selfies.
Hitting post when there are glaring errors in my comments is going to be hard to start with. It's probably just like the very first time those men in drag (trannies) go outside, freaking out that some wanker with a camera is going to take photos of them and post them on social media saying "look at this tranny I saw in town today - what a freak!"
