Approval by the Elite

There seems to be a problem of elitism online. I guess it only makes sense, since the people who are acting this way are only human. Still, it annoys me to no end. There are those people who act elite because of their graphic design skills. They act like people who don’t know how to do a graphic the “right” way aren’t good enough people to even try to befriend them. Apparently, the ability to make a pretty blend or vector is more important than the ability to act decent towards other people. Then, there are people who act elite because of their coding skills. They act like anyone who doesn’t validate their site is an idiot when it comes to coding. There are also people who are just elite overall or for any number of reasons. They think they’re somehow better because they get more hits, because of their moral beliefs, etc. Then, there are those of us who don’t meet up to the standards of the elitists. We’re the ones who may or may not be good at graphics and/or coding. We’re the ones who are not extremely popular. We try our hardest to get people to visit our sites or to fit in with this insane elite crowd by kissing up to them or plugging them a million times. Does it work? Of course not. Why would the elite want to befriend us? Of course, the question we should be asking is, why would we really want to befriend the elite?

Yes, I used the term we in that thing because I know that I try to kiss up to people who I know think that they’re better than me. Somehow, I think that by kissing up to them, I’ll get their approval. Sometimes, I don’t care about approval, but sometimes I do. I’m kind of conflicted.

I doubt I’ll ever get the approval of most people, though. I’m too crazy or wrapped up in my problems to secure the adoration of most folks. And when I’m not crazy, I’m opinionated, so I drive people away by ranting about certain situations or beliefs or whatever. I also don’t think I express myself very coherently sometimes, so that probably causes people to go away. I mean, I can barely understand myself, and I often wonder if what I’ve posted made sense.

About Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.