LAST week, I had another grand Facebook battle with the arrogant youth online.
Needless to say, I won that one, too.
I mean, what did you expect?
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It started when I shitposted this:
“I’m a bobo-shamer, aaminin ko. Kasi bakit natin ino-normalize ang kabobohan? May free public education tayo!” — #ThePSN
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Of course, the stupids were triggered.
Whether the point of my critique is the normalization of idiocy or the quality of free public education does not really matter here.
They just held on to my statement that I am a bobo-shamer.
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The fact that I invented the term “bobo-shamer”, and hold all the rightful meaning to it, didn’t matter at all.
They appropriated it to fit their bobo-ness and purposes.
They felt I was talking to them directly.
I can’t blame them.
If they feel stupid, who am I to deny that?
They have the right to be idiots, even if I don’t like it.
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So, anyway, a dummy, X, shared my post and added an editorial comment/caption to it.
How I am so wrong to bobo-shame anyone (even if I didn’t name anyone).
How I should behave better than most because I am a (most respected, and influential) award-winning writer.
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So, I decided to teach X a lesson.
The lesson should have been just “Do not resort to reposting my post and personally attack my person just because you don’t understand what I said.”
I mean, I didn’t single out anyone in my post, so obviously, if you are offended, you are offended for yourself.
(Do not be stupid to think that you are offended for the feelings of others.
Give other people the right to be offended for and by themselves!)
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Anyway, just because X’s post also contained a lot of grammatical errors, I asked the netizens to identify the errors.
I also added that I am educating X (and obviously the likes of him/her/it) — in the social media way.
I didn’t want to correct X’s atrocious grammar and disorganized ideas.
I am way past those things.
(You post stupidity, and you want me to correct it for you? Are our youth still on drugs, PDEA?)
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I wanted to correct the behavior.
Give a life lesson in the manner they use and understand.
By public execution the social media-type.
Facebook says it tries to prevent cyber bullying.
But just because I don’t report accounts doesn’t mean I’m not bullied online.
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Just because I’m stronger or doesn’t cry for help doesn’t mean I’m not a victim here.
(Well, I don’t think in victim mentality, so there’s that, too.)
So yeah, life is tough shit.
And life education could be like that.
Life is harsh, blunt, unapologetic, often hurtful.
So, we deal with it.
I deal with it!
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I did not humiliate anybody with my original post. Unless you identify yourself as stupid.
And I did not even say that anybody is stupid!
I just said, “I am a bobo-shamer!”
But X’s malicious post implied that I am bobo myself because I shame those who don’t agree with me.
So I took a picture of X’s post, and reposted it with my lesson.
Give X a dose of his/her/its own medicine.
That’s also a life lesson.
I guess the dummy couldn’t handle the netizens pointing out the grammar errors.
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Then, somebody else, Y, wanted to bring attention to the public hanging of X.
Y actually wrote a longer piece about me.
Something about “to the guy who put[s] ‘the’ right before his name.”
If you haven’t heard of ThePSN before, now you have!
Honestly, I’m thankful for the extra free publicity.
(I told you I always win in these youth meltdown online!)
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It turns out Y thinks it’s very egotistical of me to appropriate the particular determiner ‘the’ for myself.
Of course, Y completely missed the fact that I didn’t crown myself the article, and the hashtag.
That it was the netizens that awarded them to me.
Y is again completely unaware that I have The Peter Solis Nery Foundation since 2012.
And that, ‘The Peter Solis Nery’ is a sweet call of my friends for me.
Because well, I am, duh, the ‘The’! (To be continued)/PN
