I’m torn, because yeah, it’s a made up story, but at least it’s a made up story that is more positive than other made up stories that stoke the worse inclinations.
Of course, if it’s easy to find their little bakery from that social media account, well then cynicism cuts hard back toward ‘hoping for viral marketing’.
So I guess the compromise is to take in the positivity and completely ignore the source…
Just so tiring always looking for the “catch” and having to assume the worst of others.
I look at it this way: true or false, something like this happens every day. I’m lucky enough to know an entire community of people who would do something like this, and I doubt they’d all post it on the Internet, so I accept this as the placeholder.
I guess I agree, but social media hasn’t exactly kept my standards high about good writing in general… Probably to my detriment, but I know I suck at writing too.
I’m not going to claim to be a great writer myself, but I recognized OOP’s style from the sort of utter shit I used to hand in when I was 13 years old and trying to second-guess what sort of thing the teacher would give good grades for.
It reads like they just learned about “show, don’t tell”, and resolved to show for seven whole lines and then tell anyway. It’s an insult to the reader’s intelligence.
I KNOW humanity is awesome! It’s also really fucking terrible, but I cannot allow myself to become jaded either. I like helping others, I like to see people happy, and what goes around definitely comes around.
Small acts of kindness are hugely important, and I’ve known people whom I’ve shown what I thought were standard care for, burst into tears for being so nice to them.
I know everyone here is cynical. But damned my spirits will not be crushed.
Humanity can do good and evil. Most of the time I try to do good and help others.
I have chipped in for people at the cashiers. Helped by donating, giving random stuff, helping them or even rescuing them.
There are many others that way. I like to believe.
It starts with you. Take your time in life to make it better.
Also sacrifice the billionaires for humanity.
They’re cynical because this person is lying and this never happened.
I’m torn, because yeah, it’s a made up story, but at least it’s a made up story that is more positive than other made up stories that stoke the worse inclinations.
Of course, if it’s easy to find their little bakery from that social media account, well then cynicism cuts hard back toward ‘hoping for viral marketing’.
So I guess the compromise is to take in the positivity and completely ignore the source…
Just so tiring always looking for the “catch” and having to assume the worst of others.
I look at it this way: true or false, something like this happens every day. I’m lucky enough to know an entire community of people who would do something like this, and I doubt they’d all post it on the Internet, so I accept this as the placeholder.
My issue isn’t that it’s fake per se but that it’s cloying and mawkishly so. It’s like what a really bad writer thinks good writing looks like.
Trying to extract positivity from it is like trying to get nutrition from a plastic apple.
I guess I agree, but social media hasn’t exactly kept my standards high about good writing in general… Probably to my detriment, but I know I suck at writing too.
I’m not going to claim to be a great writer myself, but I recognized OOP’s style from the sort of utter shit I used to hand in when I was 13 years old and trying to second-guess what sort of thing the teacher would give good grades for.
It reads like they just learned about “show, don’t tell”, and resolved to show for seven whole lines and then tell anyway. It’s an insult to the reader’s intelligence.
I KNOW humanity is awesome! It’s also really fucking terrible, but I cannot allow myself to become jaded either. I like helping others, I like to see people happy, and what goes around definitely comes around.
Small acts of kindness are hugely important, and I’ve known people whom I’ve shown what I thought were standard care for, burst into tears for being so nice to them.
Your small acts may mean heaps for others.