“No face pics baby?” Riigghtt

Most people ask why I don’t show my face on social media as much, have an Instagram account or do livefeeds good questions, easy explanation: people are fucking crazy. Well it goes back to when I first started the blog and I started a twitter account for it to increase the avenues to speak of my “love” for this village. However when I started to discuss Hemingway some dude just came out and attacked me, now, to be fair, I think he was selling a book of something, so the dude needed heat or some shit. I simply ignored the asshole because he gave me the creeps.

All the articles or information I had on Hemingway was preexisting and can easily be found online all I did was merely put it together in a format for people to reference or read at their hearts delight in one place. This of course was all before the #metoo movement which the dude would have thought twice about exhibiting such behavior, however it was enough for me to just do the blog on WordPress and blogger and that’s it. Extending it more means more time to this project, and add to that I am not getting paid why bother overextending myself with some dude who wants to argue about facts is just silly.

Argue about facts, facts about Hemingway that have been previously established by authors and historians, to me it just seemed a bit “crazy pants” so I left that dude alone and left the blog stuff limited to just the platforms I have previously mentioned. I definitely do not like having stalkers or nutjobs that feel the need to argue about nothing and for no reason. That is just crazy as shit, and anyone who knows me knows I am only crazy when given a reason. LOL so that is the answer to that question.

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Oak Park, IL blog on Instagram? Nope

Someone asked me about Oak Park, Il blog on Instagram, so I should answer if the blog would ever be on there. Never say never but at this point it’s never. The Oak Park, IL blog is on WordPress, Blogger/Google, I have a Facebook account and a Twitter account (which I am barely on due to stalkers) since this is more about me giving the middle finger to Oak Park, IL than a business or me being obsessive. In other words, there is really no need for an Instagram account for Oak Park, IL LOL

I am not narcissistic nor do I feel I should give this village an avenue for more positive bullshit, that an Instagram account would espouse. In every publication or social media venue than Oak Park, IL has it’s all smiles and fake shit anyway, I know isn’t that what Instagram all about? But that is not what this is about at all. All I got to say is be glad there are actual amateur pictures of the shitty little village.

And if you wonder “Oh what you look like? all I see are photos that are adjusted in some way…” again I know how pervs are and also if wanted the attention I would hang with my friends and/or family, peeps. To me, the business here is about keeping it focused on Oak Park, IL the stuff that is usually not negatively associated with it. And remember Instagram is only for 24 hours! All these blogs I have written would before shit, I think the fucks in Oak Park, IL would love that! Therefore, Instagram + Oak Park, IL is a no go.

Instagram is down, yeah no thanks:

https://techcrunch.com/2017/07/26/instagram-is-down-for-some-users/?ncid=mobilerecirc_recent

A Description of Instagram from the I-tunes store:

Instagram is a simple way to capture and share the world’s moments. Follow your friends and family to see what they’re up to, and discover accounts from all over the world that are sharing things you love. Join the community of over 500 million people and express yourself by sharing all the moments of your day––the highlights and everything in between, too.

https://itunes.apple.com/us/app/instagram/id389801252?mt=8

 

The key words: “sharing things you love” Love? Love Oak Park, Il??

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