Unlike the tendency to drain a holiday of its energy by indulging in it for weeks ahead of time, so that it's a rushed formality when it actually arrives, my inclination is always to just get the spirit started when the holiday arrives, and let it keep going for however long after that it can go. So we're just getting into Halloween here, and there will be other posts soon.
To inaugurate the spooky season, here's a parody of a Halloween dance classic, "Dead Man's Party" by Oingo Boingo (original lyrics here). How to relate it to online life, as I usually do? Well, dead men are those who get banned, and have to lurk in some netherworldly space, keeping one another company. So naturally I thought of the groypers (the OG cozy ones like @nineeleven, @groyper, and their gang on Gab, and honorary groyper Aimee Terese, not the gay radcuck posers who copied their branding).
Would someone willingly shed their mortal social media coil in order to dance with the digital dead? If the ordinary site is boring or toxic enough, and the vibe in Hades fun enough, sure, why not risk it? -- at least for a night of carnivalesque inversion, like Halloween. This is from the perspective of someone flirting with the netherworld, occasionally addressing one of his worried friends from back on the ordinary site.
Pronunciation guide: plat-FORM in the chorus.
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I'm all caff'd up with nowhere to post
Scrolling with a banned man through an old folder
I'm all caff'd up with nowhere to post
Scrolling with a banned man through an old folder
Waiting for the notification we're live
Going to a party where no one has to priv
Waiting for the notification we're live
Going to a party where no one has to priv
Circuit board caught fire, halfway through the stream
I was doxxed by stalkers while the mods were asleep
It's a banned man's party, on an afterlife platform
Every froggy's coming, leave your avi at the door
Leave your avi and alt at the door
Don't press Escape
It's only memes
I'm all caff'd up with nowhere to post
Scrolling with a banned man, with a banned man
Waiting for the notification we're live
Scrolling with a banned man, with a banned man
Log on in a cozy frame of mind
Seven proxies that I'm behind
The heart-piece glides across my Ouija board
Says they're waiting on the Chan of four
Circuit board caught fire, halfway through the stream
I was doxxed by stalkers while the mods were asleep
It's a banned man's party, on an afterlife platform
Every froggy's coming, leave your avi at the door
Leave your avi and alt at the door
Don't press Escape
It's only memes
Don't grow estranged
From frens you can't retweet
Don't press Escape
It's only memes
Don't grow estranged
From frens you can't retweet
Catcall report, Halloween edition. I was letting out AH-OOOOOO type wolf calls more or less all night while driving around downtown, regardless of whether or not there were babes nearby to focus it on, to help everyone get into the spooky / horny mood.
ReplyDeleteAs I suspected, the American spirit is a lot weaker this year than last. It really was the stolen election that marked the end. Last year we had severe lockdowns, universal masking, widespread riots, etc. And yet people still came out dancing to those BLM demonstrations, before they turned into riots.
And I remember vividly how alive the main drag through campus was last Halloween, sidewalks absolutely filled with people, lots of whom were in costume, including racy ones like Playboy bunnies.
This year, way way down, in attendance and participation in costuming, and just the overall energy level. Last night was better (due to being Saturday night), but still nowhere near last year. We're turning into one of those boring countries where nothing exciting ever happens (on an interpersonal level), and nobody expects any better either.
But I'm not just going to let it all get smothered immediately, without leading some kind of charge. So pretty much any girls / women out and about tonight got some pretty wild wolf-calling from random hot guy blasting spooky dance music out of his car.
I don't like doing it at night, because it makes it harder for them to see your face in the darkness, and it takes them longer to process that it's a 10 trying to amp everyone up into a special mood, and not some desperate creep making an earnest plea for pussy. But it is what it is.
The only ones I had to force myself from calling out to were 3 college girls stumbling around staring straight down at their phones -- on Halloween night, dammit! I've thought of preparing a line for those situations, like "Hey hot girls, put down the phones and pay attention to the hot guys around you!" Something cheesy but humorous enough to get their guard down, mixing praise with admonition (negged). Just feels like it would take too long to say during a drive-by situation.
ReplyDeleteAnyway... there was a pack of young she-wolves who bayed back to me, and just like last year, they were alt girls. Some party people dress alt, some party people dress like sorority normies -- same behavior, though. If they're out and about on Halloween night, especially if it falls outside a Friday / Saturday, assume they're fun-lovers and just go for it.
Playlist was mainly "Rhythm Is Gonna Get You", "Self Control", "She-Wolf", and a bunch from Ministry's album With Sympathy. That was a big hit last year, and was this year too. When that pack of girls called back, I'd just started with "Revenge". Played some of Kim Carnes' greatest hits CD on the way down there: "Bette Davis Eyes", "Invisible Hands", "Crazy in the Night", and "Voyeur". Very fitting for the spooky yet urgent mood of Halloween night.
Naturally thought of Aimee when "She-Wolf" came on. Not just being half-Lebanese like Shakira, but how she said she's kicked her ADHD meds and feels fine. Now we'll see how truly wild our raised-in-a-treehouse Noble Savagette is going to get.
ReplyDeleteTrivia: my username "agnostic" came from way back in 2005 or so, when I was commenting on some threads about psych drugs, and was in a fringe position simply for being agnostic, rather than gung-ho about them. (I've never taken any of them, or any hard drug, for that matter.)
Rather than a more zealous title like "pharma-destroyer," since I wasn't really invested much in the topic, I chose "agnostic" instead. And it's stuck ever since.
You know I'm not a fake & gay op, or a pandering grifter, because I have three different titles that don't resemble each other: username agnostic, URL akinokure, blog name Face to Face (originally Dusk in Autumn). Talk about horrible branding!
But you don't come here for branding. By now, seeing how awful the social media-scape is with branding and personas and extended universes, I'm adamant about having no coherent branding.
Alt girls when they hear a hot guy blasting Ministry's dance album on Halloween:
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pG8zix8ZT2E
Manic Pixie Detective Girl. Are ironic costumes going away among Zoomers / during the 2020s regardless of generation? I seem to remember them taking off only during the mid-late 2000s / among Millennials.
ReplyDeletehttps://twitter.com/shamshi_adad/status/1455173515930439694
Aimee should be fine w/o ADHD meds if she's already downing a can or so of Red Bull a day, plus smoking. Those are both stimulants, which is all those ADHD meds are.
ReplyDeleteThe theory is that extraverts like Aimee have brains that are under-stimulated, which drives them to seek out excitement and stimulation by interacting with others, or whatever other means. Give them some chemical stimulants, and their brains will feel just-the-right level of stimulation.
Introverts go the other way -- their brains are over-stimulated, and feel no need to seek out excitement etc. by interacting with others, bungee jumping, and so on. Their own private mental world is literally stimulating enough.
So if anything, they need downers like alcohol to loosen their inhibitions and socialize comfortably.
She's got an, Anna Khachiyan, gap 'tween her thighs.
ReplyDeleteShe's got, Red Bull Aimee eyessss.