There are a lot of people out there in the twittersphere that have been speculating as to why I deactivate my account. I don’t like to speculate because speculation is for fools that have nothing better to do with their time but obsess on people like me and what we are up to.
If I want to know what’s going on with you nitwits, all I need to do is Google it. Here is a little more internet 101. Even your “Protect My Tweets” tweets are indexed into Google because Twitter uses a sitemap.xml file to index their site into Google. Example. Google @John_Dee. You will see all of my tweets, including my locked down tweets in a day or two. Even the Tweets you delete when you sanitize your timeline are there forever. LMAO . . .
That my dear haters is the beauty of Google. Every word you have ever said is there forever. Political careers? Advancements at your place of employment? Seeking a better job? You had better pray to God that they don’t do a background check, because most prospective employers run your name through Google. Again . . . Wait for it . . . LMAO
This would include all the mentions about my website. Your attacks on my website have driven so much traffic to the site that twice yesterday it shut down my servers. Thanks for that. Perhaps ads are in order now.
So here I am, a rational, reasonable man that had decision to make. Do I wish to lower myself to the behavior of subhumans like yourselves, or do I wish to simply deactivate my account and walk away for a few days?
I chose the latter, but not only for the reasons stated above. Moreover, it was because I could not stand to see grown ass adults behaving like children, and I am talking about the entire lot of you listed in an earlier post.
Unlike you people, I can take Twitter or leave it. I had realized a few months ago that you people are addicted to Twitter because some of you could not understand where I went on my weekends off from work.
I would actually catch heat for it. It was unbelievable. People would DM me and ask if I was “okay.” It was quite puzzling at first that people would be concerned about me because I chose to live my days off in the real world and not the virtual world of Twitter.
This is actually the deliniating (Google it) line between me and a lot of you. You people have nothing. You sole reason for getting up in the morning seems to be to get on Twitter. Your biggest concern in life is how many followers you have and how you are perceived in a “virtual world” that doesn’t really exist. It’s like being in high school and trying to be the most popular kid on campus.
You people have this ganglike mentallity. You seem to just make it up as you go along. Lies, deceit, blatant attacks on people and their person. It’s really quite dispicable to watch.
You corrupt otherwise nice, caring people and make them like you, and like a gang, you have these “ringleaders” that give you your marching orders for the day. If you should fail to obey, they threaten to turn their attacks on you.
You worry that an image with an assumed name living in a one dimentional world will still be there tomorrow and pray that when you check their timeline tomorrow, they have not found a new image and assumed name to chat with. You fear that maybe something you said last night while drinking might come back to haunt you. In the morning when wake and see it in your timeline you hurry and delete it.
That’s the difference between you and me. I don’t give a shit. I have said and still say I will put my timeline against any of yours any day of the week.
When people attack me, I try to use respect and a bit of deccorum instead of attacking back. It infuriates people beyond measure.
I have never been suspended or “gulaged.” and my DM has never been shut down. NEVER!
That last statement reminded me of something. My open respect of others is why me and Donna began talking in the first place.
She lothed and despised people like Mark and Bree. Its actually quite sad because now she has become one of them. A cyberbully full of hate and rage disguised in a shell of what she used to actually be. An honest, good and caring human being.
No matter, my words fall on deaf ears of cyber gangbangers content making complete asses of themselves on Twitter, for God and everyone to see.
I don’t like to hurt people and don’t like being hurt myself. With that being said, Donna if I hurt you, I am sorry.
It’s easy for me to walk away from a virtual world filled with Aivitars (not people) full of hate, jealousy and rage.
I can take Twitter or leave it and I choose to leave it at any time. What was once a great place for people to exchange ideas and respectfully disagree has been turn into a “Lord of the Flies” world where the only means of survival is to feed on other people’s egos.