High School never ends.
Stick with me, this one takes a bit of rambling to get across. I did not like High School. I was not one of the popular kids. I still am not one of the popular kids. Why? Because people like people just like them and no one is just like anyone else so the only way to make people like you is to be able to fake that you are just like them. I hate faking things. I always speak my mind and most people hate me for it.
A small number love me for it. Why? Because they can trust me. If I tell them they look good in an outfit. They know I am not being polite because I don’t do that. That is not to say I am not polite. I just don’t lie to be polite.
Why? Because I think it is not polite to lie. I think you are showing more respect for someone if you just tell them the truth. People can handle the truth. They many not like it but they can handle it. And if you don’t tell them the truth, it hurts very badly when they finally learn the truth and they will.
People do like being lied to. They love it. The more someone lies and the better they are at it, the more friends they have. Honest people like myself have few friends but those friends are loyal. One more thing about myself. I prefer quality to quantity so what this all adds up to is that I like me and if you don’t then you can fuck off. I learned a long time ago not to seek out the approval of others. First because it is irrelevant, and second because it is a losing game.
All popular social groups are run by some sort of bully dictator that controls everyone. And if an honest person of competence joins that group, the bully notices and dispenses with you in short order. I know because I have been the subject of such attacks on a regular basis since about the third grade.
It used to hurt more. Almost exclusively these bullies rely on disinformation and malicious gossip to discredit their target. Some spread lies about me, the best at it know to tell others, falsely of course, that I am telling lies about them. It is sort of like those people who bounce phone calls around lots of satellites so the call can’t be easily traced.
Now I know when it is happening and why so when a new attack happens I know just to leave the situation and invite all that have been turned against me to return to being my friend when they realize the truth. I know from experience that bullies fly like eagles and fall like rocks in short order and I don’t want bridges burned by someone who is likely just months from losing their perverse power.
Even though this kind of behavior is juvenile and should burn itself out after High School. There are just enough sociopaths with arrested development out there to destroy my chances of a normal life. Therefore, for me at least, it appears that High School will never end.
Occasionally I find temporary respite. I joined MySpace in 2006 and met a friend who I went on to collaborate with just by randomly adding him and sending a message. I moved on to facebook in 2007 and really enjoyed being a kidult for about a year, throwing skid marked pants at people and chest bumping them until non kidults started using it and I began getting criticized on a a regular basis for just about everything I said and did on my wall. Again, my honesty pissed people off and the bullies in my life made quick use out of facebook to make my life hell.
Then I moved to twitter. The awkward types were not on twitter. It was the perfect forum for me. I just spew forth the bullshit in my head on a regular basis. No wall to attack me on. I can block people who tweet back awkward stuff. I decided to start following a lot of people and interact with people impulsively. Just like I like to in real life. And then…
I started getting a lot of spam tweets for one. And then I noticed someone who I respected being +Ked on klout and decided to investigate. I had joined klout in 2009 and had a score of 11. When I looked at it around late November, my score had gone up to 50ish. I should have known right then and there that I was in the wrong place. But I didn’t. I regret that now.
I started +King people, thinking of it as a bit of impulsive fun. After doing that for some time some asked what it was. I said I honestly don’t know but I was just complementing them. Just being whimsical. But today I started to investigate and I was really upset by what I saw.
I found several videos YouTube of people explaining what klout is. Many were cynical, some hurt that their score is low so they lash out, others amused that their score is high and people give them strange things, but the following video actually upset me. Starting with tip number two this advice starts to look like the kind of manipulation and lying that I just hate and to be honest, that I am just not capable of.
One guy actually suggests that you print out a list of your friends with the highest klout scores and purposely interact with them every day to get up your score.
That strikes me rather a lot like marrying for money and then faking orgasms to get free stuff. This just isn’t me.
Now I find myself with the same anxiety that I used to have when I was being socially bullied in school. I worry that opting out will make me some sort of weird outcast and my world will collapse. I worry that staying involved will give the bully more and more power to hurt me and use me as a tool to control the people I care about who are being systematically turned against me.
Now I just feel triggered, upset and anxious. I wished I had never heard of klout. I really wished I had never +Ked anyone but at the same time everyone I did that for seems to have been flattered and it made them feel better…
Yep High School never ends… and now it is on klout. And I honestly don’t know if opting out will make me like some weird hippy living in the woods with no phone, TV, or internet…
Thankfully, perpetual High School… ie life, has its class clowns (myself being one of them). Check out these guys. I think they have social media in the proper perspective…

