Today's rejection comes from the fun world of Facebook. I got unfriended!
Well, I've done it myself quite a few times. Tired of someone's shit, I click the unfriend.
It happened to me today, unsurprisingly due to one of my political posts. Well, years of tolerating everyone else's nonsense has created in me a tendency not to give a shit, especially when it comes to criticizing the social structure and social order; no one's going to do anything about the fucked up mess, so I figure I might as well plaster my Facebook wall with "extreme" political views. Here's the post in question.
My friend, who I know in real life and not just on the Internet, messaged me and assured me we are still friends but just not Facebook friends. I believe him, I've known him a long time and he's a good guy. I don't reveal my views to people often and on the Internet I do it freely, so the response doesn't surprise me.
So, as far as I know, there's no hard feelings between me and my real life friend. I have to say this, though. I have gone along with things in real life; the abuse on the job, the patriotic bigotry, the racial attacks, the drone conformists; all of it has brought down my body and left me with nothing, and I sacrifice a lot inwardly for it. Everyone goes along with it. I don't mind attacking it at all.
Having said that, I would definitely sacrifice a friendship for truth. Because without truth, you and your life is a lie.
Tails From The Flip Side
Probably you're thinking I misspelled the word "tales". No, I didn't. Life is a game of luck: Heads you win, tails you lose. This is a blog about rejection, and what you do about it.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Monday, December 3, 2012
Rejected: I'M Not a Liar, YOU'RE a Liar
I tried to publish an article on a site which will remain nameless. Here is the rejection/warning I received (I have censored anything indicating the companies involved):
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So, I'm not mad. I wrote up this piece for fun. But the strange rules and requirements on publishing platforms and their advertising partners are amusing to be sure. I mean, really, this is mild humor in this content which I submitted. Money is money, marketing is marketing, and a persnickety public is a persnickety public. Most likely the advertising program and site I was going to publish on would get in bad with some members of the public if they were associated with my "radical content". At least now I know how it works.
A lot of people don't know this but I'm completely invincible. I don't mention it a lot because I'm so humble. Probably you're thinking I'm a liar: Which is a lie; I'm not a lair, you are.
Which brings us to the title of this article, which is: I'M Not a Liar, YOU'RE a Liar. I know what you're thinking, because I'm psychic. You're thinking, "That's a hostile title." Well, you're not too bright are you? It's not a hostile title.
So, anyway, I read a lot of books. Okay, not books, but magazines. I then use the magazines to build houses for people in the Third World. Okay, so anyway, I'm a great lover. I have escapades 5 times a day with various different people, and yes I do mean "forbidden" escapades.
Hahaha! You make me laugh, acting like you're so smart when I'm smarter than you. Anyway, here's my Dad:
Back in the day, I used to work for the Artist Formerly Known as Prince, I was his body guard and spiritual adviser. I got tired of that because his girlfriends were always coming on to me, so I started working for Hewlett Packard designing software for an industry which I can't mention.
Anyway, this is my Mom:
I know, I know, I'm a liar. Keep telling yourself that. Maybe you can convince yourself that I'm not so much better than you with my great Mom and Dad and my great work experience and my romantic escapades and the rest of it. Like I said to Alexander Haig a millions times, just accept the facts.
Yes, yes, I know, these aren't facts. Of course not. I just ride around in a limo everyday and pick up beautiful women and mingle with celebrities because I'm just some "Ordinary Joe" like you. Come on, grow up!
Here's my car:
Finally, I want to put the big rumor to rest that I'm retiring and not going to give my millions of fans what they want anymore. I'm still here folks, you can't get rid of me. And to the haters, all I got to say is, Haters gonna hate.
Peace, and I love you all.
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So, I'm not mad. I wrote up this piece for fun. But the strange rules and requirements on publishing platforms and their advertising partners are amusing to be sure. I mean, really, this is mild humor in this content which I submitted. Money is money, marketing is marketing, and a persnickety public is a persnickety public. Most likely the advertising program and site I was going to publish on would get in bad with some members of the public if they were associated with my "radical content". At least now I know how it works.
So, you must wait no longer. Here is the content that got banned:
I'M Not a Liar, YOU'RE a Liar
Who is the liar now!
We'll see who's the liar. Because I'm not the liar, you are the liar. Let's see who's the liar! We will find out whose Mom is whose and whose Dad is whose, and what kind of stuff I do which you don't do. Liar!
A lot of people don't know this but I'm completely invincible. I don't mention it a lot because I'm so humble. Probably you're thinking I'm a liar: Which is a lie; I'm not a lair, you are.
Which brings us to the title of this article, which is: I'M Not a Liar, YOU'RE a Liar. I know what you're thinking, because I'm psychic. You're thinking, "That's a hostile title." Well, you're not too bright are you? It's not a hostile title.
So, anyway, I read a lot of books. Okay, not books, but magazines. I then use the magazines to build houses for people in the Third World. Okay, so anyway, I'm a great lover. I have escapades 5 times a day with various different people, and yes I do mean "forbidden" escapades.
Hahaha! You make me laugh, acting like you're so smart when I'm smarter than you. Anyway, here's my Dad:
Back in the day, I used to work for the Artist Formerly Known as Prince, I was his body guard and spiritual adviser. I got tired of that because his girlfriends were always coming on to me, so I started working for Hewlett Packard designing software for an industry which I can't mention.
Anyway, this is my Mom:
I know, I know, I'm a liar. Keep telling yourself that. Maybe you can convince yourself that I'm not so much better than you with my great Mom and Dad and my great work experience and my romantic escapades and the rest of it. Like I said to Alexander Haig a millions times, just accept the facts.
Yes, yes, I know, these aren't facts. Of course not. I just ride around in a limo everyday and pick up beautiful women and mingle with celebrities because I'm just some "Ordinary Joe" like you. Come on, grow up!
Here's my car:
Pretty awesome, eh? Well, don't worry, you might have one some day if you ever get to be like me.
Finally, I want to put the big rumor to rest that I'm retiring and not going to give my millions of fans what they want anymore. I'm still here folks, you can't get rid of me. And to the haters, all I got to say is, Haters gonna hate.
Peace, and I love you all.
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