Sometimes, particular life events become pivotal turning points for personal transformation. For me, the last presidential election served as a major catalyst. By early summer, my nightly rants at the television shifted to putting my thoughts down on paper—because honestly, the alternative would have driven me to madness. This shift had a dual benefit: I found that channeling my frustrations into writing was incredibly therapeutic, and my 2-year-old was less likely to let an inappropriate word slip. (Kids really do say the wildest things, right?)
With some success under my belt, I continued to explore the world of political writing. As a stay-at-home parent, my previous definitions of success had revolved around mundane hygiene tasks. So getting positive feedback on my essays about domestic policies felt surprisingly rewarding. I was rejuvenated, full of ambition and curiosity, almost as if five years of sleep deprivation from parenting had magically vanished. I was soaring!
That is, until the social media police showed up, clad in oversized T-shirts and eye-catching leggings, to inform me of my “infractions” against their social media norms. Between the constant promotions of their home-based businesses, these self-appointed enforcers found the time to express their disdain for my political commentary.
I understand the fatigue we all feel after the tumultuous 2016 election cycle. However, I firmly believe in being civically engaged, especially as a mother. While I appreciate that many are overwhelmed by political discussions, I struggle to see why simply scrolling past posts they dislike is so challenging. Trust me, I’m not flooding your feed every few minutes.
Yet, I should have anticipated that would not suffice for the internet police. Initially, I received casual reminders—like a cop giving you a warning instead of a ticket. Annoying, sure, but not terrible. But soon, it escalated to passive-aggressive comments, disinterest in neutral topics, and the dreaded “unfollows.” Curious about how I learned of these unfollows? Yep, those passive-aggressive posts told me everything.
Annoying as it may have been, that was child’s play compared to what came next: community service. Suddenly, these leggings-wearing officers morphed into a bizarre mix of judge, jury, and non-stop infomercial. I found myself inundated with invites to live Facebook events and added to enthusiastic groups without my consent (think: leggings-obsessed communities). I even worried that a box of overpriced leggings would appear on my doorstep at any moment, as if I were being strong-armed into supporting causes that directly contradicted my own values.
This wasn’t the first time I encountered social media marketing, but it felt different. I had been sidelined for my opinions, dismissed by individuals who once valued my friendship—except when it came to my wallet. I suddenly felt exploited, as if each overly cheerful business message dripped with a disheartening insincerity.
A tip for the leggings enthusiasts: you’re everywhere, just like the Tupperware parties of the ’90s. If you’re judgmental, you’ll be quickly replaced. You’re expendable.
Despite our differing opinions, I understand your perspective. You likely see social media as a space for uplifting quotes and lighthearted stories, while avoiding politics that don’t echo your views. It’s a curious lack of awareness from those eager to promote clothing that leaves little to the imagination.
So, let’s try to find some common ground. Here’s my apology: I’m sorry if my political views make you uncomfortable… but maybe a little discomfort could be beneficial. Given that your livelihood depends on selling soft pants, it’s understandable that you might wish to avoid tension. After all, life should feel pleasant for the steep price of flimsy fabric.
However, while you’re busy promoting the latest seasonal styles, don’t forget about those who struggle to make ends meet. Their challenges can’t be resolved with an unfollow or a quick emoji. Ignoring their suffering only contributes to their struggles.
So the next time political commentary shows up in your feed, try not to roll your eyes. Embrace discomfort—it’s where personal growth occurs (and you might just need to fit into real jeans again one day). Understand that my intention isn’t to irritate you. I write because I feel compelled to use my voice for change, no matter how small.
We’re all just trying to do our best. So how about this: I’ll tone down my political posts if you ease off on the relentless leggings sales pitch. Sound fair?
Now, can we agree that such a compromise is as pointless as launching an airstrike without addressing the root issue? (What? Too soon?) It seems unlikely to happen. We’re both passionate about our pursuits, and that’s perfectly fine. The internet can accommodate us both. So let’s shelve that internet police badge for now; it’s divisive, unwarranted, and frankly, it clashes with your outfit.
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In summary, let’s embrace our differences and recognize that we can coexist online, even if our passions diverge.
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